There's A Place In The Whiskey

there's a place in the whiskey, where i don't give a damn.
i just love everybody and everybody loves who I am.
bartender hit me, won't you get me,
to that place in the whiskey.
yeah, there's a place in the whiskey, a few more shots from here, where the spirits hit me, and all my troubles disappear.
bartender hit me, won't you get me
to that place in the whiskey.
well, you'll know i'm there, when you hear me yell that hillbilly high lonesome sound.
raisin' hell with a rebel yell, just turn that music up if I get too loud.
bring me another round, yeah, there's a place in the whiskey, where i like to smoke, everything you got, baby,
i got the fire down below.
well, let's just face it, we're both wasted, in that place in the whiskey.
well there's a place in the whiskey, where nothing else makes sense but to party, party, party, party, party, party, party,
party
'till all my money's spent.
bartender hit me, won't you get me.
to that place in the whiskey.
bartender hit me, who's coming with me.
to that place in the whiskey