Whiskey On The Wound — текст песни (Pam Tillis)

(Leslie Winn Satcher)

He was strong and of sound mind
`Til the day he crossed the line
Between an east Kentucky girl and his wife
In his heart there wasn`t room
So they tore his heart in two
And he survived by pouring whiskey on the wound

Another faithless heart
Locked inside a neon tomb
Hiding in the dark and
Pouring whiskey on the wound

Well the girl was just the first
In a string of bad to worse
Yet the bourbon seems to deaden all that hurts
But closin` time comes way too soon
He can`t abide a cold bedroom
So he survives by pouring whiskey on the wound

Another faithless heart
Locked inside a neon tomb
Hiding in the dark and
Pouring whiskey on the wound

By tomorrow he`ll be gone
And they`ll say he left alone
But that old bar stool won`t be empty long
`Cause some other hopeless fool
Trying to escape the truth
Will sit right down
And pour some whiskey on the wound

Now it`s another faithless heart
Locked inside a neon tomb
Hiding in the dark and
Pouring whiskey on the wound