(Acoustic guitar and fiddle intro — slow, haunting. Verse vocals raw and broken, last chorus explodes with gospel choir and steel guitar.)
Verse 1:
There’s dust on her picture frame,
And a Bible by the bed,
She left that Sunday mornin’,
Said she’d prayed all she could’ve prayed.
Now the silence cuts like thunder,
And the whiskey’s pourin’ rain,
Every shot I take just pulls her face
Back into my brain.
Chorus:
’Cause whiskey don’t forget,
It just blurs the pain a bit,
You can lie to your friends,
But the mirror still knows what you did.
I’ve been fightin’ with these ghosts,
Till I’m too drunk to stand,
And I’d give my soul to hold her
With these tremblin’ hands.
Verse 2:
I still drive past her mama’s place,
Every Friday night at ten,
Truck lights on that gravel road
Hopin’ she might come out again.
I can smell her perfume in the wind,
And it damn near breaks me down,
Guess love don’t die—it just moves on,
And leaves you buried in this town.
Chorus:
’Cause whiskey don’t forget,
It just blurs the pain a bit,
You can pray for peace at midnight,
But the devil don’t quit.
I’ve been fightin’ with these ghosts,
Till I’m too numb to stand,
And I’d give my soul to hold her
With these tremblin’ hands.
Bridge:
They found him in the morning light,
Still wearin’ his wedding band,
Empty bottle on the counter,
Note that said, “I understand.”
They laid him down on Sunday,
In the shirt she used to fold,
And the preacher cried for mercy
On a heart that turned too cold.
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🎶 Final Chorus (with Gospel Choir & full band swell):
(Choir softly hums behind him — “Mmm, whiskey don’t forget…”)
Lead:
Whiskey don’t forget,
It just whispers when you’re spent,
He tried to drown her memory,
But it pulled him down instead.
Choir (building):
“Whiskey don’t forget…”
“Whiskey don’t forget…”
Lead:
Love’s a fire you can’t outdrink,
It burns till you’re outta breath,
Choir (soaring):
“Ohhh, whiskey don’t forget…”
“It just loves you to death…”
Outro (fade to acoustic guitar and choir humming):
Yeah… whiskey don’t forget…
It just loves you to death.
