The Jameson Waltz

‘Til death do we part

To have and to hold

It’s a long way from sundown

To the dawn of growing old

He swings the hammer and drives the nail

But, it’s in vain for he can tell

That my love for him died long ago

He’s competing with your memory

And Jameson Whiskey

While the band plays another losing waltz

And there ain’t no repentance

For the drunkards consensus

When it’s as simple as I can’t get over you

There are things a woman wants, there are things a woman needs and there are things that she can’t live without

There are things time will change

Things that time can erase

And there are things that time knows nothing about

He’s competing with your memory

And Jameson Whiskey

While the band plays “The Last Cheater’s Waltz”

And, there ain’t no repentance for the drunkard’s consensus

When it’s as simple as I can’t get over you.