The Whiskey Loves Me
Musicians, songwriters especially, often struggle in relationships. We're generally very introverted and in our heads. We know what to say to our significant other though often cannot. We're often trapped in that zone with our art, and it drives a wedge in a relationship, especially with writers who drink in that time-honored tradition of Hemingway. Often what we find is that the whiskey loves us, for better or worse. That's where this came from. To the women who can't love us, the whiskey does.
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It'd be nice now and then to have more than a friend
But that girl ain't got no time for me
So I go looking 'round, seems all that I found
Is really all that I need
It might burn going down; it might make the room spin
But it's there for me whenever I lose
I can't fool myself, I don't need no one else
The whiskey loves me more than you do
(Chorus 1)
Yeah, whiskey and me, it's me and Jim Beam
Another Friday night all alone
And when tears hit my cheeks, he'll sing to me
Seems he's always right there to console
And he stays in my life, won't push me aside
Even after I swear that we're through
It's real sad to know, but it's the truth and, oh
I think the whiskey loves me more than you do
When I wake up in pain with my head in a fog
His loving bottle beckons me from the shelf
'Bout to feel just the same, get some hair of the dog
He helps me to right then love myself
It's a lot more than once, we're in the long run
We're a couple now, I'm drinking for two
And while I'll always miss the feel of your kiss
The whiskey loves me more than you do
(Chorus 2)
Oh, the whiskey and me, Mr. Daniels, please
Come soak me right down to the bone
And when she crosses by and invades my mind
Won't you help me back up to get home
Please stay by my side, keep me flying high
Hug the floor so that I won't fall through
We're a pitiful lot, but I'll take one more shot
I think the whiskey loves me more than you do
Well, I seem to recall, I had no hope at all
To ever get over that girl
But then you filled my glass, and I never asked
If you ever got jealous of her
It's an unspoken bond; we just hit it off
About a fifth of you helps kill the blue
And if you're empty then, I'll pick you up again
The whiskey loves me more than you do
(Chorus 3)
Man, the whiskey and me, that's all that I need
He just gets me; he's figured me out
That when I lose my mind, he's right there on time
And he soothes me, without any doubt
He'll stay by me then, through thick and through thin
Long as I can afford for him to
And my life now makes way for his burning embrace
I think the whiskey loves me more than you do
Yeah, the whiskey loves me more than you do
© Brian Hendrix 2020
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