Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
Hank Thompson
[Verse 1]
Babe, you got me up a tree, a-way out on a limb
You told me lies, you let me on, then turned me down for him
You took my heart, tore it all apart, and then threw it away
And now that it's all over, babe, here's all I can say
[Chorus]
Oh, take my glass, fill it up, fill it to the brim
If I can't drown my troubles, babe, I'll teach 'em how to swim
If I can't teach 'em how to swim, I'll teach 'em how to float
So please just pass one more glass to grease my dusty throat
[Verse 2]
Grandpa swallowed his first drink when he was only eight
The doctor warned him then and there to stop before it was too late
But grandpa was a headstrong man, he wouldn't heed the plea
Now he's done drink his self to death, he died at ninety-three
[Verse 3]
So since my grandpa lived so long I want to be like him
If I can't drown my troubles, babe, I'll teach 'em how to swim
So here I sit in this old bar, my future's looking dim
If I can't drown my troubles, babe, I'll teach 'em how to swim
[Chorus]
Oh, take my glass, fill it up, fill it to the brim
If I can't drown my troubles, babe, I'll teach 'em how to swim
If I can't teach 'em how to swim, I'll teach 'em how to float
So please just pass one more glass to grease my dusty throat
Teach ’em How to Swim was written by Hank Thompson.
Teach ’em How to Swim was produced by Ken Nelson (Country).