[Verse 1]
The moon hangs low like a borrowed dime,
I light another, try to buy some time.
Whiskey’s warm, but it don’t burn right,
Her name still lingers in the Georgia night.
[Chorus]
On this porch in Dahlonega, I’m fighting the dark,
With a cigarette glow and a whiskey-worn heart.
I can drown the bottle, but I can't drown her name,
She’s the smoke in my lungs, and the fire in my pain.
[Verse 2]
The screen door creaks like a ghost’s own laugh,
Her shadow’s still walking the garden path.
Every sip’s a prayer she won’t come back,
But the wind whispers secrets, and it’s her voice I lack.
[Prechorus]
I thought the night could hold me still,
But her memory bends it to her will.
[Chorus]
On this porch in Dahlonega, I’m fighting the dark,
With a cigarette glow and a whiskey-worn heart.
I can drown the bottle, but I can't drown her name,
She’s the smoke in my lungs, and the fire in my pain.
[Bridge]
The crickets hum, but it’s her tune they play,
I can't tune her out, no matter how I pray.
Ashes fall like stars from my trembling hand,
But the night keeps her closer than I ever can.