Did you think I'm wobbling?
That ain't your problem
Did you think I can't make it home?
'Cause the road's washed out and the rain's coming down
And there ain't no crossing that creek

But I can walk on water
With a little whiskey and I'm 10 feet taller
When I'm down at the bottom of a bottle
I can fly with the angles and the devil's daughter
With a little whiskey I can walk on water

You can quit your praying
I don't need no saving
But you can buy me a cold one, right now, yeah
Come on, brother, buy me another
That crowd ain't driving me

I can walk on water
With a little whiskey and I'm 10 feet taller
When I'm down at the bottom of a bottle
I can fly with the angles and the devil's daughter
With a little whiskey I can walk on water, yeah

Don't know my story, don't know my life
Why I keep what I keep pepped up inside

Did you think I'm wobbling?
That ain't your problem
Did you think I can't make it home?
'Cause the road's washed out and the rain's coming down
And there ain't no crossing that creek

But I can walk on water
With a little whiskey and I'm 10 feet taller
When I'm down at the bottom of a bottle
I can fly with the angles and the devil's daughter
With a little whiskey I can walk on water

I can walk on water
With a little whiskey and I'm 10 feet taller
When I'm sitting at the bottom of a bottle
I can fly with the angles and the devil's daughter
With a little whiskey I can walk on water