Childers, Tyler - If Whiskey Could Talk Lyrics






If whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy
Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy
But it's money well spent just to help me feel free
From the pain she creates, when she's cheatin' on me

Well she's at it again, livin' high on the streets
So I reach for the bottle just to help me to sleep
And I lay here in bed and dream of a time
When she was content with being all mine

If whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy
Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy
But it's money well spent just to help me feel free
From the pain she creates when she's cheatin' on me

She'll come back to me when the lights have gone down
And she's ran out of men to buy her a round
But she dreads comin' home to that drunk in her bed
Who's living alone hangin' on by a thread

If whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy
Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy
But it's money well spent just to help me feel free
From the pain she creates when she's cheatin' on me





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  1. C.... O....

    Pure talent, amazing to hear heart again.

  2. B.... J....

    This kid is the Brian Wilson of what everyone thinks Waylon was. Jesus

  3. _.... ....

    This is my song but with rotgut vodka instead

  4. g.... m....

    Goin down in chi town.. wish I was there..

  5. s.... w....

    If whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy
    Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy
    But it's money well spent just to help me feel free
    From the pain she creates when she's cheating on meWell she's at it again, living high on the streets
    So I reach for the bottle just to help me to sleep
    And I lay here in bed and dream of a time
    When she was content with being all mineIf whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy
    Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy
    But it's money well spent just to help me feel free
    From the pain she creates when she's cheating on meShe'll come back to me when the lights have gone down
    And she's ran out of men to buy her a round
    But she dreads coming home to that drunk in her bed
    Who's living alone hanging on by a threadIf whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy
    Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy
    But it's money well spent just to help me feel free
    From the pain she creates when she's cheating on me

  6. G.... f....

    It's money well spent

  7. I.... J....

    “You know that new sound you’ve been looking for.... well listen to this!”

    I.... J....

    Back to the future?

  8. R.... B....

    Memories linger... Wiser n older, yet the pain don't fade with time.

    R.... B....

    Rose Ballew time heals all wounds my friend