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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 me

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