Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this barstool. It won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
Today I had another bout with sorrow You know this time I almost won and if this bottle would just hold out till tomorrow I know that I'd have sorrow on the run
It won't hurt when I fall down from this barstool It won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
Your memory comes back up with each sunrise I reach out for the bottle and find its gone Yeah, lord, somewhere everynight the whiskey leaves me To face this cold cold world on my own
It won't hurt when I fall down from this barstool It won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt cause this whiskey eases misery but even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me even whiskey cannot ease your hurting meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
