Another late night, he's not home again and she cries
Another bedtime story's not told again 'cause he lies
Another bar room filled with smoke and neon lights, It's just not right
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
The whiskey and me
And work's been layin' off again said it's run dry
And the bills keep stackin' up on him he cries
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
Lord, the whiskey and me
With a bottle in his hand, She'll never understand
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
Lord, the whiskey and me
Dustin Perkins - Whiskey and Me (feat. Mama Perkins) Lyrics
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Another late night, he's not home again and she cries
Another bedtime story's not told again 'cause he lies
Another bar room filled with smoke and neon lights, It's just not right
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
The whiskey and me
And work's been layin' off again said it's run dry
And the bills keep stackin' up on him he cries
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
Lord, the whiskey and me
With a bottle in his hand, She'll never understand
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
Lord, the whiskey and me
Another bedtime story's not told again 'cause he lies
Another bar room filled with smoke and neon lights, It's just not right
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
The whiskey and me
And work's been layin' off again said it's run dry
And the bills keep stackin' up on him he cries
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
Lord, the whiskey and me
With a bottle in his hand, She'll never understand
She waits patiently alone for him to come back home, for the telephone to ring, but it never comes
Then she falls to her knees, beggin' God to please make him choose between
The whiskey and me
Lord, the whiskey and me
Writer: Dustin Perkins
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