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Aaron Gillespie - Whiskey For Sale Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's 12 a.m., midnight ride
I'm poking holes with my headlights
She took the dog
What the hell do I do?
Hit the liquor store to forget about her
That slammin' door, them four letter words
I don't mean love like the love we made
I mean hate, the kind the devil himself couldn't take

[Chorus]
I wanna drown in an alcohol river
Get down to the bottom of a barrel
Shoot bullet rye straight as an arrow
Get every Number 7 on the shelf
You're gone but baby I'm a gonеr
I bet my bottom dollar that even if I could drink it all mysеlf
There ain't enough whiskey for sale

[Verse 2]
She took my Cash, but forgot my Haggard
So pour one out and ten more after
The good Lord gives and takes away
Well, I hate the burn
But I love the taste
[Chorus]
I wanna drown in an alcohol river
Get down to the bottom of a barrel
Shoot bullet rye straight as an arrow
Get every Number 7 on the shelf
You're gone but baby I'm a goner
And I bet my bottom dollar that even if I could drink it all myself
There ain't enough whiskey for sale
There ain't enough whiskey
There ain't enough whiskey for sale

[Bridge]
She took my Cash, but forgot my Haggard
So pour one out and ten more after, yeah

[Chorus]
I wanna drown in an alcohol river
Get down to the bottom of a barrel
Shoot bullet rye straight as an arrow
Get every Number 7 on the shelf
You're gone but baby I'm a goner
And I bet my bottom dollar that even if I could drink it all myself
There ain't enough whiskey for sale
There ain't enough whiskey for sale
There ain't enough whiskey for sale