keep coming around [Chorus] Do you remember We used to greet the dawn Singing and swaying to a love song Now I see the sun rise Through bloodshot eyes And it's another whiskey dawn
the picture firewater, call it liquid rapture into the flash and flames of my crazy nature firewater, the world's a mixture of broken liquored people get the picture Whiskey
and if we run all the lights We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn Sipping whiskey
and catch the groove Gothic girls all dress in black Serious as heart attacks It takes a little bit of getting used to The old man with the whiskey
drums In a saintly compromise No more whiskey slurs No more blonde haired girls For your whole eternal life And you'll do the dance That was choreographed At the very dawn
dies Full of beer, full of cries In a drunken town fight In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who's born On a hot muggy morn By the dawn's early
a shot of whiskey This the way I live everyday That's the life for me I go downtown when the sun goes down Give me a girl and a shot of whiskey This
ban glasses, I move with ease In my convertible breeze. Martini whiskey on the rocks life on the top my party never stops! Winner A dusk to dawn sinner
smile and catch the groove Gothic girls all dress in black Serious as heart attacks It takes a little bit of getting used to The old man with the whiskey
and drank the beers and crawled back home at dawn And ended up a barman in the morning I played the pump and took the hump and watered whiskey down
glasses, I move with ease In my convertible breeze. Martini whiskey on the rocks life on the top my party never stops! Winner A dusk to dawn sinner
In a saintly compromise No more whiskey slurs No more blonde haired girls For your whole eternal life And you'll do the dance That was choreographed At the very dawn
fall He's waitin' for the mail to come He's waitin' for the dawn again Old man on a farm Milk the cow Slop the pigs Sweepin' out the chicken house Drinkin' whiskey
drive A country boy can survive Country folks can survive I can plow a field all day long I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn Make our own whiskey
I've got this weakness for women and whiskey It's something I just can't control I've tried hard to shake it with out any luck It keeps burning deep in
Don't ever do this again Dawn breaks in the southern states And blindfolded he rests The burden of loves last request That's the feast that the whiskey