Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. Lyrics - 1986

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(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