

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Bar's been empty since sundown Bartender locked up hours ago But I found the key under the floorboard And a bottle that ain't labeled, so Who's to say I'm not allowed? Ain't nobody else around [Chorus] The whiskey tastes like company tonight Like a friend who won't ask questions Like a woman who won't fight It don't laugh at my jokes, no But it don't cry when I'm wrong The whiskey tastes like company tonight So I'll just sit here, sing my songs [long, slow sip] [Verse 2] Used to have a whole damn crowd Used to have a reason for the noise Now I'm pourin' one for the ceiling And another one for the boys The boys who ran, the boys who died The boys who finally had enough and left me here to hide [Chorus] The whiskey tastes like company tonight Like a friend who won't ask questions Like a woman who won't fight It don't laugh at my jokes, no But it don't cry when I'm wrong The whiskey tastes like company tonight So I'll just sit here, sing my songs [long, slow sip] [Bridge — spoken, barely above a whisper] Y'know what's worse than bein' alone? beat Bein' alone and knowin' why. [quiet laugh, no joy in it] I chased 'em all off. Every last one. Figured if I was the funniest guy in the room, they'd stay. Turns out... [swallows] ...funny runs out. [Instrumental break — just fiddle and a single guitar. Long. Lonely.] [Outro — sung, cracking] The whiskey tastes like company tonight But even whiskey's got a limit And mine's about to quit the light I'll just sit here in the dark now With the bottle and the flies The whiskey tastes like company tonight... [whispered] ...ain't that a goddamn lie. [last chord rings out. A long exhale. Then the sound of a bottle being set down empty.]
Tags
Outlaw Country, Tempo: slow, lonesome. Walking bass line. Fiddle weeping in the background, male
4:18
No
4/11/2026