Ain’t no way to tell you what I’m thinkin’.
Ain’t no way to tell you how I feel.
Pour me one more shot for all the ones I bought.
Whiskey is the only thing that’s real.

I been ridin’ freight trains all my life.
Never stayed too long in any place.
Only friend I had, turned me to the bad.
Whiskey is my only savin’ grace.

Herded cattle all the way from Texas.
Mowed the wavin’ wheat across the plain.
Every holiday, spendin’ all my pay.
Whiskey takes the chill from out the rain.

Never been an eagle in the sky.
Never been a sailor on the sea.
Up and down this land, bottle in my hand.
Whiskey’s gonna be the death of me.

Guess I didn’t have no education.
Never even had a book to read.
Never wrote my name, get by just the same.
Whiskey is the only thing I need.

Never had a woman for to love me.
Never had a child for to cry.
Say that water’s good, drink if I could.
Whiskey’s good enough until I die.

Ain’t no way to tell you what I’m thinkin’.
Ain’t to way to tell you how I feel.
Pour me one more shot for all the ones I bought.
Whiskey is the only thing that’s real.

Songs

Somebody calls and you never really know who,
hidden in the night wind blowing over you.
Teach yourself to kiss a dream going by
and grab the earth and a little bit of sky.
  Stand or fall, it doesn’t matter much.
  The blossom is too fragile for your touch.
Now and then when you find you’re growing old,
wear the Past to keep away the Cold.
Learn the name of every passing minute
and try to live the happiness that’s in it.
  Hang on or let go, it’s all the same.
  Love be soon or late, it’s just a name.
Scream for Sun! Cry rhapsodies of phantom pain,
to recompense the Rainbow for the glory-rain.
Turn your deaf ears in for second-hand
and settle it all for the price of a wedding band.
  Love what you hope is him, what you think is her,
  for what-you-feel is more than you know-for-sure.
Somewhere in the darkness that will never dawn
you’ll look back down the road you traveled lonely on.
At every fork in the road, you made your choice,
but, babe, don’t hold your breath til you hear your voice.
  You’ll walk the road by the charm of blood and bone.
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