You thought I´d die When you said goodbye For a minute I thought that I would And there for awhile Couldn´t even fake a smile
Even if the bad joke sounded good I went off the rails Thought hell, might as well Rock bottom was calling my name But lookin´ back now I oughta be In the moving on hall of fame
It wasn´t my buddies It wasn´t my momma It wasn´t no self-help how-to It wasn´t old records It wasn´t old flames Or dancing with somebody new Tequila made me crazy Cold beer wouldn´t do So I whiskey´d my way over you
You saw me out
On friday downtown With a smile that came stumbling back in Guess that killed your mood ´Cause you did what you do Turned around and walked out again So pour a little more bourbon Oh it´s the only thing been working
It wasn´t my buddies It wasn´t my momma It wasn´t no self-help how-to It wasn´t old records It wasn´t old flames Or dancing with somebody new Tequila made me crazy Cold beer wouldn´t do So I whiskey´d my way over you Whiskey´d my way
Whiskey´d my way
Oh, oh, keep the bar keep workin´ Oh, oh, pour it on this hurtin´
It wasn´t my buddies It wasn´t my momma It wasn´t no self-help how-to It wasn´t old records It wasn´t old flames Or dancing with somebody new Tequila made me crazy Cold beer wouldn´t do So I whiskey´d my way over you
Tequila didn´t cut it Cold beer was no use So I whiskey´d my way over you