I heard a slammin' door
This time it damn sure ain't the breeze
Bottles on the porch
Cussin' the fire outta me
There's tracks out in the yard
Where her tires used to be
Took everything but me
Ooh, the only thing that can handle this hell
Is that handle on the shelf
So, whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
(Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey)
(Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey
(Whiskey, whiskey)
She's burnin' through Mississippi
I'm burnin' through some Tennessee
Right now it's fifty-fifty
The bottle or her memory
Gonna be gone when I sober up in the morning
And if it's still hangin' on, I'll keep pourin'
Whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Ooh, the only thing that can handle this hell
Is that handle on the shelf
So, whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
WHISKEY WHISKEY Video (MV)
Performed By: Graham Barham
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Graham Barham, Jacob Hackworth, Gabe Foust, Summer Ashtyn Overstreet
Graham Barham - WHISKEY WHISKEY Lyrics
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I heard a slammin' door
This time it damn sure ain't the breeze
Bottles on the porch
Cussin' the fire outta me
There's tracks out in the yard
Where her tires used to be
Took everything but me
Ooh, the only thing that can handle this hell
Is that handle on the shelf
So, whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
(Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey)
(Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey
(Whiskey, whiskey)
She's burnin' through Mississippi
I'm burnin' through some Tennessee
Right now it's fifty-fifty
The bottle or her memory
Gonna be gone when I sober up in the morning
And if it's still hangin' on, I'll keep pourin'
Whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Ooh, the only thing that can handle this hell
Is that handle on the shelf
So, whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
This time it damn sure ain't the breeze
Bottles on the porch
Cussin' the fire outta me
There's tracks out in the yard
Where her tires used to be
Took everything but me
Ooh, the only thing that can handle this hell
Is that handle on the shelf
So, whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
(Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey)
(Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey
(Whiskey, whiskey)
She's burnin' through Mississippi
I'm burnin' through some Tennessee
Right now it's fifty-fifty
The bottle or her memory
Gonna be gone when I sober up in the morning
And if it's still hangin' on, I'll keep pourin'
Whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Ooh, the only thing that can handle this hell
Is that handle on the shelf
So, whiskey, whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me, fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number 7 Jack
'Cause she don't miss me, miss me
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Tonight I'm countin' on you, whiskey, whiskey
Writer: Graham Barham, Jacob Hackworth, Gabe Foust, Summer Ashtyn Overstreet
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.