|
If I make it through this year, I think I'm gonna put this bottle down Maybe as time goes on I'll learn to miss it less than I do now Think I'm gonna tell her that I'm gonna go away for a while Till I can get this demon out You know the bottle ain't to blame and I ain't trying to It don't make you do a thing it just lets you When I'm six feet underground, I'll need a drink or two And I'll sure miss you Take me piece by piece till there ain't nothing left worth taking away from me The highway's humming in my head and it's hard to hear Won't you read my lips if I pull you near enough Could you read my fortune in the bottem of this coffee cup Tell me how to tell when I've had enough If morning's a bitch with open arms and night's a girl who's gone to far Whiskey is harder to keep than a woman and it's half as sweet but Women without whiskey, Women without whiskey Whiskey is hard to beat Whiskey is hard to beat |
