Whiskey On It (Acoustic)

Some people pray

Some people cry

Call up their mama just to hear, "it's gonna be alright"

Some people crash

Some people burn

Head outta town 'cause the town's still talkin' 'bout her

And all of that might work for a minute

But there really ain't a good way to fix it

So I put a little whiskey on it

The only kinda shot that'll kill the pain

Might heart a little bit in the mornin'

But tonight it'll help if I hear her name

Bartender keep on sendin' me that old Kentucky rememdy

'Cause I can't take the truth, but I can take a memory

And put a little whiskey on it

Put a little whiskey on it

I took her number out of my phone

I go to place we ain't been, I take the long way home

Tried someone knew

Just made it worse

Yeah, I know it's temporary but it works

So I put a little whiskey on it

The only kinda shot that'll kill the pain

Might heart a little bit in the mornin'

But tonight it'll help if I hear her name

Bartender keep on sendin' me that old Kentucky rememdy

'Cause I can't take the truth, but I can take a memory

And put a little whiskey on it

Put a little whiskey on it

Put a little whiskey on it

I got some Wild Turkey, Maker's Mark

Fillin' up the breaks in a broken heart

I put a little whiskey on it

The only kinda shot that'll kill the pain

Might heart a little bit in the mornin'

But tonight it'll help if I hear her name

Bartender keep on sendin' me that old Kentucky rememdy

'Cause I can't take the truth, but I can take a memory

And put a little whiskey on it

Put a little whiskey on it

And put a little whiskey on it

I got some Wild Turkey, Maker's Mark

Fillin' up the breaks in a broken heart