It Won't Hurt Songtext
von Dwight Yoakam

Chorus:
It won′t hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
It won′t hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me

Today I had another bout with sorrow
You know this time I almost won
If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow
I know that I′d have sorrow on the run


Chorus:
It won′t hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
It won′t hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me

Your memory comes back up with each sunrise
I reach out for the bottle and find it′s gone
Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me
To face this cold, cold world on my own

Chorus:
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And it won′t hurt when I stumble in the street
It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me

Even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me...