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Walk On Whiskey - Cole Swindell
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Walk On Whiskey Cole Swindell

Walk On Whiskey - Cole Swindell
[Verse 1]
I bet I sound like a broken record
Like a backseat-floorboard scratched CD
Playin' the same old sad song on repeat
Doin' what they say to do to forget her
But it's just red eyes at the bottom of a bottle
Ain't no red words, ain't no gospel

[Chorus]
Ooh, she finally got me down here on my knees
Ooh, fightin' back tears and gravity
She's learnin' how to fly those angel wings
I'm drownin' her goodbye in Tennessee
Probably wouldn't be if her halo was still hangin' over me
Heaven knows she walked on water
Hell, I can't even walk on whiskey

[Verse 2]
I bet this bartender's tired of hearin' my confession
And the jukebox playin' that Whitley song's
Like a devil smilin', remindin' me she's gone
So I'm swingin' back with old number seven
And it's two on one, but it still ain't fair
Without her here, I ain't got a prayer

[Chorus]
Ooh, she finally got me down here on my knees
Ooh, fightin' back tears and gravity
She's learnin' how to fly those angel wings
I'm drownin' her goodbye in Tennessee
Probably wouldn't be if her halo was still hangin' over me
Heaven knows she walked on water
Hell, I can't even walk on whiskey
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