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the bottle on the floor
To let you know I'm gone
Sometimes my only lovers
Are the whiskey and the wine
Now I'm out here takin' another one
For the honky tonk

at sea would take their toll
cause when the sailor sets to port he wants to spend his gold

It's whiskey, wine and women, and it's back to sea again
In

unwind
Country boy we leaning sliding
All by design

Fat sacks and fine dimes
Fat ass's like fine wine
Cold beer and fire shine
Left and right watch me

when I'm inside
Know my worth, stayed by my side
I put in work, did the overtime
Now we sip fine wine all the time
Enjoying mine, by the time
I finish

I guess I must've been wrong cos the end of the world don't feel like it's far off,
I got worse at feeling good,
I traded whiskey for wine, 
I placed

I used to live in LA, right by the freeway
I stayed out all night, drank whiskey like wine
Lied about my age

I was working till four at the old

She's found her cowboy
Now she lives by the rodeo
You won't catch her hanging around the city anymore
She's taking that gift horse
To drink from

She's found her cowboy
Now she lives by the rodeo
You won't catch her hanging around the city anymore
She's taking that gift horse
To drink from

of whiskey and wine
Someday I might take it slow
But that's further on down the line
We'll burn one down then we'll go to town
Then go howling at the moon

at the sun


Day drinkin sipping vodka, wine, whiskey, and rum


Need some lidocaine feels good to be numb


Mathematics telling me booze never was the sum

the surface, cracked note in my voice
Cracked pipe in the furnace, a cracked life by choice
Cracked life by choice

Cracks in my whiskey, cracked glass of wine

that springs from whiskey and wine
Dance of the heart fires in the mind


The Wisest words are spoken by the biggest fools
A lonely heart never plays by

The cadillacs stood by the house
And the yanks they were within
And the tinker boys they hissed advice
'Hot-wire her with a pin'
So, we turned

wine
Cold beer and fire shine
Left and right watch me slide by

Good vibes worldwide
Country boy's on the rise
Country girls nice

on the timeline and then I chop it up
Videos on videos up until my pockets stuffed
Filming thru LA, workin overtime to get rich
Built the foundation brick by brick

cnother round of that old whiskey
Yea she gets me 
cnd she know I'm feeling Whitney
She lives frisky
But she ain't living with me

Love it when she ride it

The gangs already here, everybody's feelin fine
Need a few days out in the woods drinking that homemade wine
Passing round the whiskey, stoking up the fire

gone but I have a Sleep, Medicine, Laughter tattoo

Whiskey, wine, whatever and the mania that came with our names
Sleep, Medicine, Laughter is a saying

our eyes
In the evening we sit by the fireside
Sipping on whiskey while you pour yourself some wine
Hum a melody, a song for the serenity of settling

up to myself
Soaked
In wine, whiskey, and irony
Should I
Peer up
From the char?
Unsurprised
By forks and knives
Why
Doesn't she call?
Take me

you looked like all we've been craving
Said your piece, the night was fading and we all said goodbye 

If you bow out then how do we get by

Whiskey

time and then there were two baby boy one 
 year old and his loving father father spent most of his days drinking whiskey beer and wine 
 'sometimes I

in an old wine barrel 
37 bullets in a Buscadero 
37 bullets in a Buscadero 
 
High planes drifter walking half asleep 
Haunted by the promises that he

Carry Me Home

Eddie Spaghetti

Old No. 2

2005

I'm sinking whiskey and you're sipping fine wine
I don't know what it is you're trying to prove
Well it should be you but it's me who can hardly move