Let's hear it!That psyched-out psychologistAsked me about my drinking waysEvery question that he asked meAre related back to my childhood daysIf the truth is knownI never took to drinking longAs long as she was mineBut when she left meI went to hellHeaven was a drank wineMr. Aaron, lookThat good-nocker saidLook at all these ink spotsTell me what you seeCould I help itIf they are allThey all look likeBig old broken hearts to meAll my friends and kin will tell youOld hag ain't the drinking kindBut when she left meI went to hellAnd heaven was a drank wineGet back, get backGet on backAnd leave me aloneCan't you see thatYou can't help the manThat's this far goneHey, good doctorI got something on my mindWhen she left meI went to hellAnd heaven was a drink of wineguitar sologuitar soloHey, good doctorHeaven was a drink of wineguitar solo