Cheap Whiskey Lyrics - The Time Has Come - Martina Mcbride

He sits all alone in his easy chair 

Staring back at his lost yesterdays 

Long before he encountered the bottle 

And the demons that drove her away 

In his hand he is holding her photograph 

Her image all tear-stained and worn 

Tonight he's embracing reality 

And he curses the day he was born 

And the darkness still echoes her warning 

You can't have two loves in your life 

Now the things that will haunt him until the day that he dies 

Is the smell of cheap whiskey and the sound of goodbye 

Since the hour that she left he's been sober 

And each breath that he draws makes him think 

About the light of his life gone forever 

When he traded her love for a drink