TENNESSEE WHISKEY

ALL ALONE ON A STOOL IN A DARK, DINGY LOW DOWN BAR
SITTING WITH A BOTTLE AND REMNANTS OF MY BROKEN HEART
EACH GLASS I DOWN DROWNS OUT A LITTLE MORE OF MY SORROW
CAUSE WHEN YOU SPOKE THOSE WORDS LAST NIGHT MY WHOLE WORLD FELL APART
WHEN I WOKE THIS MORNING FELT I HAD TO FIND MY OWN SPACE
SO I PICKED MY SELF UP PUT ON MY BOOTS, JEANS AND A SHIRT

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I TRIED TO WALK AWAY BE SO CAREFREE
THOUGH EYES RED FROM TEARS MADE IT HARD TO SEE
SO I’M HOPING TO FIND WHAT’S LEFT OF ME
IN A BOTTLE OF TENNESSEE WHISKEY
YEH I’M HOPING TO FIND WHAT’S LEFT OF ME
IN A BOTTLE OF TENNESSEE WHISKEY

YOU WERE MY SOULMATE, THE FIRST WOMAN I HAVE TRULY LOVED
I WOULD SWEAR THAT I HAD FOUND THE NEEDLE IN A HAYSTACK
THOUGH SINCE YOU DROPPED THAT BOMBSHELL ALL MY ZEST FOR LIFE HAS GONE
NOW MY ONLY FRIEND IN THIS WORLD GOES BY THE NAME OF JACK
THE BURN FROM THAT LIQUID HELPS ME TO SEE REALITY
THAT FROM THIS HEARTBREAK THAT YOU LEFT I MIGHT NOT MAKE IT BACK

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HOPING MY TEARS FADE ONE SHOT AT A TIME
THEN OUT OF THIS HOLE I WILL START TO CLIMB
IT’S SAID IT’S TAKEN MANY LIFES TO RUIN
I’M REALLY HOPING THAT THAT’S NOT PROVEN

(SOLO)

(CHORUS)

YEH I’M HOPING TO FIND WHAT’S LEFT OF ME
IN A BOTTLE OF TENNESSEE WHISKEY                             
 

WRITTEN BY
Roger Penkethman                                                                                           

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