Waltz About Whiskey Songtext
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Waltz About Whiskey Songtext
Once the gettin′ was good
But now, the getting's got gone
So, I′m going downtown just to tie one on
I'm oak aged and sour
I'm going down by the hour
And I′m as blue as the night is long
So, won′t someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey?
And turn the sad songs to lullabies
Well, I don't need much of nothing, except for all your loving
And a waltz ′bout whiskey on ice
Oh, one quarter should do, number A32
A little truth from the jukebox should make it alright
And as the booze sets in, I'm getting high again
To a waltz about whiskey on ice
So, won′t someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey?
And turn the sad songs to lullabies
I don't need much of nothing except for all your loving
And a waltz about whiskey on ice
Well, I remember the night she sat down beside me
She cried love was a ring that won′t end
Well, I was handed a lie
And now, the only thing I know of a ring, is the circle my glass leaves behind
So, won't someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey?
And turn the sad songs to lullabies
I don't need much of nothing except for all your loving
And a waltz about whiskey on ice
But now, the getting's got gone
So, I′m going downtown just to tie one on
I'm oak aged and sour
I'm going down by the hour
And I′m as blue as the night is long
So, won′t someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey?
And turn the sad songs to lullabies
Well, I don't need much of nothing, except for all your loving
And a waltz ′bout whiskey on ice
Oh, one quarter should do, number A32
A little truth from the jukebox should make it alright
And as the booze sets in, I'm getting high again
To a waltz about whiskey on ice
So, won′t someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey?
And turn the sad songs to lullabies
I don't need much of nothing except for all your loving
And a waltz about whiskey on ice
Well, I remember the night she sat down beside me
She cried love was a ring that won′t end
Well, I was handed a lie
And now, the only thing I know of a ring, is the circle my glass leaves behind
So, won't someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey?
And turn the sad songs to lullabies
I don't need much of nothing except for all your loving
And a waltz about whiskey on ice
Writer(s): Andrew Marlin, David Andrew Hutcheson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com