I live down in the alley, full of canned heat as I can be, honey as I can be

Oh my baby I live down in the alley, full of canned heat as I can be

Look like everybody in the alley, sho' done got mad with me



Liza bought so much canned heat, won't sell her no more, won't sell her no more

Hear me talkin' Liza bought so much canned heat, won't sell her no more

She's got the cans and the labels layin' all around her door



Canned heat whiskey make you sleep all in your clothes, lay down in your clothes

Everybody say canned heat whiskey make you sleep all in your clothes

When you wake up next mornin', feel like you stayed outdoor



I said whiskey, whiskey, many folks' downfall, many folks' downfall

Ooh whiskey, many folks' downfall

When I can't get my whiskey, I ain't no good at all



Walked in my room, the other night

Man come in, he want to fight

Took my gun, (in) my right hand

Hold me folks I don't wanna kill no man

When I said that, struck me 'cross my head

Watch out! I fired and the man fell dead



I said, canned heat whiskey drove me to the county jail

Got me layin' up on my bunk and I got nobody to go my bail