Song | Whiskey Do My Talkin' |
Artist | Brooks & Dunn |
Album | Hillbilly Deluxe |
作词 : Dunn, McBride | |
I'm not some c'mon strong, | |
Romeo cowboy | |
No, I'm not that type | |
Without a little help, | |
I'd prob'ly have two left feet | |
But you ain't gonna let that happen tonight | |
Turn up that jukebox, sit me at the bar | |
I promised her the moon, you throw in the stars | |
Whiskey, do my talkin', say all the things | |
I can'tHere's to you, my hundred proof friend | |
Oh, go on an' do your thing, she's just a line away from fallin' | |
Goin' wild, an' honky-tonkin' whiskey, do my talkin' | |
I'm better on the street in the broad daylight | |
If I could bring myself to speak or get a word out right | |
But you put me in a bar-room, you put a drink in my hand | |
I'm a cool, calm, collected, silver-tongued ladies man | |
Whiskey, do my talkin', say all the things | |
I can'tHere's to you, my hundred proof friend | |
Oh, go on an' do your thing, she's just a line away from fallin' | |
Goin' wild, an' honky-tonkin', whiskey, do my talkin' | |
Oh, I tell her all the things | |
I can'tHere's to you, my hundred proof friend | |
Go on an' do your thing, she's just a line away from fallin' | |
Goin' wild, an' honky-tonkin', hey | |
Whiskey, do my talkin', say all the things | |
I can'tYeah here's to you, my hundred proof friend | |
Oh, go on an' do your thing, she's just a line away from fallin' | |
Goin' wild, an' honky-tonkin', whiskey, do my talkin' | |
Oh, I |
zuò cí : Dunn, McBride | |
I' m not some c' mon strong, | |
Romeo cowboy | |
No, I' m not that type | |
Without a little help, | |
I' d prob' ly have two left feet | |
But you ain' t gonna let that happen tonight | |
Turn up that jukebox, sit me at the bar | |
I promised her the moon, you throw in the stars | |
Whiskey, do my talkin', say all the things | |
I can' tHere' s to you, my hundred proof friend | |
Oh, go on an' do your thing, she' s just a line away from fallin' | |
Goin' wild, an' honkytonkin' whiskey, do my talkin' | |
I' m better on the street in the broad daylight | |
If I could bring myself to speak or get a word out right | |
But you put me in a barroom, you put a drink in my hand | |
I' m a cool, calm, collected, silvertongued ladies man | |
Whiskey, do my talkin', say all the things | |
I can' tHere' s to you, my hundred proof friend | |
Oh, go on an' do your thing, she' s just a line away from fallin' | |
Goin' wild, an' honkytonkin', whiskey, do my talkin' | |
Oh, I tell her all the things | |
I can' tHere' s to you, my hundred proof friend | |
Go on an' do your thing, she' s just a line away from fallin' | |
Goin' wild, an' honkytonkin', hey | |
Whiskey, do my talkin', say all the things | |
I can' tYeah here' s to you, my hundred proof friend | |
Oh, go on an' do your thing, she' s just a line away from fallin' | |
Goin' wild, an' honkytonkin', whiskey, do my talkin' | |
Oh, I |