Whiskey on the table
Bible by her hand
She sleeps like Sunday
I don't know where I stand
I pull her close in the dark
Like I can make it right
But my heart stays with a woman
On the other side of night
I got two truths in my chest
Both cut clean One holds my body
One still haunts my dreams
One in my arms now
One I can't forget
(One in my arms now)
One got my soul in debt
Whiskey bottles and a Bible
Try to keep me clean
I'm loving another woman
While she loves me
That old Gibson sings crooked
With the strings half gone
Still I find my sorrow
In every broken song
She traces my hard years
With a tired, tender touch
I hate how much I need her
When I can't give enough
I got two truths in my chest
Both cut clean
One holds my body
One still haunts my dreams
Her hair on my chest
your name in my head
cheap motel shadows
white sheets stained with love an lust (two bodies laying naked in the wishing well)
Whiskey on my breath
dust in my teeth
I kiss her slow
and taste your leaving underneath
Got whiskey bottles and a bible
on the same night stand
one for my sorrow
one for a second chance
I’m holding her, ( loving another on the other side of night)
Lord, what kind of man am I?
Playing this Gibson with broken strings
trying to hold this lie
Her perfume’s fading
your ghost stays strong
her fingers trace
where your hand belonged
Room key on the table
ring in my boot
( I turn to face forgiveness
and just stare at the roof )
Every prayer I ever mumbled
came out slurred in your name (oh Lord)
Every promise that I fumbled
cut her heart just the same A whiskey Lullaby two truths in my chest makes this Gibson weep( I'll Love Her Until I Die)
I’m too drunk to be faithful
too scared to be free
this guitar’s out of tune
(just like me)
If the morning comes hard
Let it come hard
I'll lay my sins out
( Right here in the yard )
She deserves a man
With a straighter line ( that'll walk the line ) I Can't Walk The Line
Whiskey bottles and a Bible on the nightstand,
A broken Gibson in my calloused hands,
She lies beside me in the dim light,
But my heart's with another, through the cold night.
Hold her close but love another,
Whiskey whispers secrets undercover,
Strings may snap but songs won't lie,
Torn between her love and whiskey's cry.
Her eyes so soft, ( but my mind's away, )
In shadows of another's tender sway,
Broken strings, the notes still hum,
A tangled web love has become.
On this lonely road, I've danced with sin,
Whiskey and love, where do I begin?
The Bible there, a solemn creed,
But my heart's lost in whiskey's need.
Morning light creeps, a weary soul,
Frozen in time, feeling whole,
But the Gibson's cry, the night’s regret,
A song of love we both forget [ low dark whisper ] two truths in my chest ( cuts deep with despair ) holding her an loving another on the other side of night while she loves me,( two truths piercing my winds chest ) cuts deep, holding her and still in love with a another on the other side of night , two Truths piercing my winds chest
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