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Woorden: Pat Green. Whiskey.

Momma cried when you left me
You know she's always loved you so
She said, "Hey fool what the hell did you do?"
I said, "Now mom I swear to god I just don't know"

Picture book sittin' there on the table
Memories were stacked up through the years
Tonight their ain't no pictures on them pages
'Cause you're kinda gone and you're never coming back home again

Yeah tonight all the dance halls are empty
With no young lovers on the floor
So I'll sit here with my whiskey
Drink it till I just can't drink no more

And I don't know why you had to leave me
And all I really know is that you are gone, long gone
And everywhere I go I just feel lonely
You're the only life I've ever known

I guess you must've heard the highway calling
You packed up your things and headed for the coast
And I had to fight the urge to follow
I guess some time away from me is all you've ever really needed most

Yeah tonight you know this whole damn town is empty
And I don't think I can take it anymore
So I'll sit here with my whiskey
And drink it till I just can't drink no more

A late night phone call from the east coast
Guess she said she'd had enough,coming on back home
Guess she went out and got crazy for awhile
If she leaves right now, maybe she'll make Memphis by the dawn

And tonight you know this whole damn house is empty
Tomorrow will be like it was before
So I'll put away my whiskey, I guess I just don't need it anymore
Yeah I'll put away my whiskey, I guess I just don't need it anymore
No no no no no no no