Whiskeys Gone

Intro: Verse 1: There’s a note on the table said "I ain’t comin’ back Till your sorry ass is gone    I’m tired of the cheatin’ and runnin’ around Never saw the wrong in anything you’ve done"                 Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leavin’ There’s gotta be a bottle in the back                Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leavin’ Gotta get this Devil off my Verse 2: Well I stumble my way down to the local bar Where I saw the Devil in my glass            The bartender told me it was time to go I told him that he could lick my sack           Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leavin’ There’s gotta be a way to get her back                    Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leavin’ Gotta get this Devil off my Bridge: Kentucky Tennessee you better find whiskey Not leavin’ that’s a fact small batch sour mash. Red nose red face gonna wreck the whole place. Lookin’ through the bare glass bald head chapped ass. Gone gone gone gone gone gone                                  Lord it’s a hard thing to overcome wake up and find the whiskey’s gone Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leavin’ There’s gotta be a bottle of Jim Black         Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leavin’                                 (  )   (  ) (  )    Gotta get this Devil off my