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Denise Glover – Whiskey And Loneliness Don't Mix lyrics
I’ve got Jesus in the back seat, and Buddha on my dash
Been looking for a part-time job, to try to earn some cash
But I ain’t had no luck this week, so I’ll get in my car and drive
Leave all my worries behind
I’ve been through 44 of these 50 states, in less than one year
It’s hard to keep the names straight, there’s ringing in my ears
I’ve simplified my life you know, it was no easy feat
I’m in the most control of myself when I’m in the driver’s seat
But I’m getting tired of running around
I’m sick of landing in a cheap motel in every other town
Settling down with me these days, it just don’t seem to stick
And I’ve learned that whiskey and loneliness don’t mix
I had my head stuck in a bottle once, for how long I don’t know
It seemed to help me through the lonely days, and get on with the show
But from high above I saw myself nearly drown, and then I knew
On the road I’d find me a friend or two, and my drinking days were through
Been looking for a part-time job, to try to earn some cash
But I ain’t had no luck this week, so I’ll get in my car and drive
Leave all my worries behind
I’ve been through 44 of these 50 states, in less than one year
It’s hard to keep the names straight, there’s ringing in my ears
I’ve simplified my life you know, it was no easy feat
I’m in the most control of myself when I’m in the driver’s seat
But I’m getting tired of running around
I’m sick of landing in a cheap motel in every other town
Settling down with me these days, it just don’t seem to stick
And I’ve learned that whiskey and loneliness don’t mix
I had my head stuck in a bottle once, for how long I don’t know
It seemed to help me through the lonely days, and get on with the show
But from high above I saw myself nearly drown, and then I knew
On the road I’d find me a friend or two, and my drinking days were through
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