Rye Whiskey

Rye whiskey makes the band sound better

Makes your baby cuter, makes itself taste sweeter

Oh, boy

Rye whiskey makes your heart beat louder

Makes your voice seem softer, makes the back room hotter

Oh, but rye thoughts aren't good thoughts, boys

Have I ever told you 'bout the time I

Rye whiskey wraps your troubles up into a bright blue package

Ties a bow around it

Oh, boy

Just throw it on the pile in the corner

See, you're not alone in not being alone tonight

But rye love isn't good love, boys

Have I ever told you 'bout the time I

I used to wake up bright and early, got my work done quickly

Held my baby tightly

Oh, boy

Rye whiskey makes the sun set faster, makes the spirit more willing

But the body weaker because

Rye sleep isn't good sleep, boys

Have I ever told you 'bout the time I took it

And took her for granted?

How I took it and took her for granted

So let's take some and take them all for granted

Oh, boy