It Won`t Hurt — текст песни (Dwight Yoakam)

(D. Yoakam)

Chorus:
It won`t hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And 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
If this bottle would just hold out `til tomorrow
I know that I`d have sorrow on the run

Chorus:
It won`t hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And 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 it`s gone
Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leave me
To face this cold, cold world on my own

Chorus:
It won`t hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And 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