Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenton Bryant
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenton Bryant
Songwriter
William Michael Morgan
Songwriter
Lyrics
There ain't a high school fling
That burns as hot as we can
There ain't two of a kind
That win every time like we can
Yeah, we've seen a few suns come up
Made a few stars burn out
Found a little ass called love
Found a few devils on down
Me and whiskey go way back
It's hard to find you a friend like that
(Like that)
One of them feck-it thin ever wakin'
Best buddies you'll ever have
Me and whiskey go way back
Like a swing on a porch
Rusty old spring
On your momma's screen door
Like George Jones in a white leather seat
Sittin' in a Cadillac
Ah, me and whiskey go way back
(Back, back, back, back, back)
That two-tone Chevy
Was made for one-lane roads
That radio station
Made for spinnin' that country gold
Yeah, that ninety proof fuse
Was made to get lit
When it needs that spark
Hell, I was made for that
Me and whiskey go way back
It's hard to find you a friend like that
(Like that)
One of them feck-it thin ever wakin'
Best buddies you'll ever have
Me and whiskey go way back
Like a swing on a porch
Rusty old spring
On your momma's screen door
Like George Jones in a white leather seat
Sittin' in a Cadillac
Me and whiskey go way back
Me and whiskey go way back
It's hard to find you a friend like that
One of them feck-it thin ever wakin'
Best buddies you're gonna forget you have
Me and whiskey go way back
Like a swing on a porch
Rusty old spring
On your momma's screen door
Like George Jones in a white leather seat
Sittin' in a Cadillac
Ah, me and whiskey go way back
(Back, back, back, back, back)
Ah, me and whiskey go way back
(Back, back, back, back, back)
Mm-mm
Written by: Kenton Bryant, William Michael Morgan