It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
Even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
To face this cold, cold world on my own
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
You know this time I almost won
Even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
Even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
Today I had another 'bout with sorrow
It won't hurt when I stumble in the street
It won't hurt when I stumble in the street
Your memory comes back up with each sunrise
Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me
But it won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
I know that I'd have sorrow on the run
It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
If this bottle would just hold on 'til tomorrow
I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone, yeah
