Halfway To Hazard with the rain comin down
I wish I could go home but its just an old empty house
So I find me a cheap motel room and a bottle of Black Label Jack
They might find me dead by the mornin but they wont find me lookin back
Cause there aint nothin like whiskey when times movin slow
It drowns out the misery, helps me let go
When the truth really hits me, she dont miss me, no
There aint nothin like whiskey when a women turns cold
She used to wanna hold me and our fire burned so bright
But its funny how forever can get up and say goodbye
But Ive got the answer to my pain a way to face the truth
Well, I can drown out this heartache, but its gonna take a hundred proof
Cause there aint nothin like whiskey when times movin slow
It drowns out the misery, helps me let go
When the truth really hits me, she dont miss me, no
There aint nothin like whiskey when a women turns cold
Tomorrow I dont know where Im gonna be
But tonight at least Ill be free from her memory, yeah
Cause there aint nothin like whiskey when times movin slow
It drowns out the misery and helps me let go
When the truth really hits me, she dont miss me, no, whoa, no, no
There aint nothin like whiskey when a women turns cold
There aint nothin like whiskey when a women turns cold, yeah, turns cold
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