One Shot of Whiskey - Ron Pope

At a bar in a town that I sure won't remember

Next time September will show her cruel face

I will race to the bottle of every glass

And I hope that these drinks have a shot at replacing

The things that I lost on the way that I took to this place

So give me one shot of whiskey

Two lines of ***

And tell everyone who I love that I'm sorry but I'm built this way

And if you see my brother

Please tell him I'm fine

Promise I'm trying to get home for Christmas

Though I'm not sure quite why

Mercy me oh my God I'm afraid that I'm losing my mind

It was hard it was dark I was starved for attention

I was seeking redemption or a face that I know

If there's one thing I've learned as I pass through the seasons

To not what you reap what you sow

It's that get what you give if you're lucky but mostly you don't

So give me one shot of whiskey

Two lines of ***

And tell everyone who I love that I'm sorry but I'm built this way

And if you see my brother

Please tell him I'm fine

And promise I'm trying to get home for Christmas

Though I'm not sure quite why

Mercy me oh my God I'm afraid that I'm losing my mind

I feel like a snowball in hell CUZ I ain't gonna last real long

Or a liberty bell got cracked on it's very first song

It would easy to add all the things I've done right

Hard to count all the ones I've done wrong

Where did the time go where has it gone

So give me one shot of whiskey

Two lines of ***

And tell everyone who I love that I'm sorry but I'm built this way

And if you see my brother

Please tell him I'm fine

Promise I'm trying to get home for Christmas

Though I'm not sure quite why

Mercy me oh my God I'm afraid that I'm losing my mind

Mercy me oh my God I'm afraid that I'm losing my mind