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"A
LITTLE MOIRE WHISKEY"
Written By Billy O’Rourke
I feel my body tremble, I close my eyes
The sting of that old sensation, knows where I hide
My memory starts to open, the hurt disappears
I taste that burning demon, and the salt of my tears
CHORUS:
I don’t want a doctor, I don’t want a friend
I just want a bottle, and a glass in my hand
And a little more whiskey, a little more whiskey
A little more whiskey and I’ll be fine
Your pictures all hang crooked, there’s dust on the frames
Our bed is cold and lifeless; it’s just like a grave
Sometimes I kill the silence, I talk and pretend
In all of those empty hours, your ghost is my friend
MODIFIED CHORUS
I battle the devil, but I never win
I’m weak to temptation, I always give in
To a little more whiskey, a little more whiskey
A little more whiskey and I’ll be fine
MODIFIED CHORUS
I know I have Jesus, but I have my doubts
Will he ever forgive me, ‘cause all I want now
Is a little more whiskey, a little more whiskey
A little more whiskey and I’ll be fine
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