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• Artiste: Craig Morgan
• Titre: Whiskey
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I hate the taste of whiskey 'Cause it burns, and it don't get me drunk enough To drown out the sound of her walkin' out Or the cling, of her suitcase closin' shut No, I don't look at pictures All it does is make me miss her every day Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey But I drink it anyway It runs like a river through my veins And kills my liver, wrecks my brain Makes me numb, but I still feel the pain So I pour and pour, then pour some more 'Til me and the bottle hit the floor Another shot in the dark won't stop This heartache Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey But I drink it anyway There's teardrops in my coffee Fallin' like, a melancholy kinda rain I'm sinking like a stone Man, I'm stoned, like I'm high on her cocaine Is it her or the bourbon? Got me hungover, hurtin', I can't say Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey But I drink it anyway It runs like a river through my veins And kills my liver, wrecks my brain Makes me numb, but I still feel the pain So I pour and pour, then pour some more 'Til me and the bottle hit the floor Another shot in the dark won't stop This heartache Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey But I drink it anyway Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey But I drink it anyway