Zac Brown Band - Whiskey's Gone Lyrics
There's a note on the tableSaid I ain't comin' backTil' your sorry a** is goneI'm tired of the cheatin'And runnin aroundNever saw the wrongIn anything you doneWhiskey's gone but I ain't leavinGotta be a bottle in the backWhiskey's gone but I ain't leavinGotta get this devil off my...Well I stumbled my wayDown to the local barWhere I saw the devil in my glassThe bartender told meIt was time to goI told him that he could lick my sackWhiskey's gone but I ain't leavinGotta be a way to get her backWhiskey's gone but I ain't leavinGotta get this devil of my...I can drive...I can drive...Oooooh... S**tTurkey, Tennessee seeking fine whiskeyNot leaving it's a factSmall batch sour mash.Red nose, red face, gonna wreck the whole place.Looking through the bare glass.Bald head chapped a** gone...Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.Lord it's a hard thing to overcome to wake up and find theWhiskey's gone.Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.There's got to be a bottle of Jim Black.Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.Got to get this devil off my...
