Craig Morgan - Whiskey

I hate the taste of whiskey
'Cause it burns and it don't get me drunk enough
To drown out the sound of her walkin' out
Or the cling of her suitcase closin' shut

No, I don't look at pictures
All it does is make me miss her every day
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway

It runs like a river through my veins
Kills my liver, wrecks my brain
Makes me numb but I still feel the pain
So I pour and pour then pour some more
'Til me and the bottle hit the floor
Another shot in the dark won't stop this heartache
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway

There's teardrops in my coffee
Fallin' like a melancholy kinda rain
I'm sinking like a stone
Man, I'm stoned, like I'm high on her cocaine

Is it her or the bourbon?
Got me hungover, hurtin'? I can't say
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway

It runs like a river through my veins
Kills my liver, wrecks my brain
Makes me numb but I still feel the pain
So I pour and pour then pour some more
'Til me and the bottle hit the floor
Another shot in the dark won't stop this heartache
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway

Written by:
Ralph Anthony Smith, Sarah Beth Terry

Publisher:
Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.

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