Country Music Is My Whiskey Lyrics

Baby, since you left I've been sinking down deep

I've been cussing too much

I've been saying some things I don't oughta

Yesterday I quit again

Lord knows I tried it all to

Just get a bit of sleep

I thought I'd find it with Jack D

But now I just lean on Whitley,

So I don't end up like him

Every week I Comb my hair, I go Strait to Church

Then I come home, and lean against the wall in my bedroom

Tryin' not to think about you

Because 90 proof just let me down and made me call you up

And hate myself when I woke up

Three chords can hide the truth

Without puttin' me out like Hank

So until you come around again

Country music is my whiskey

I hear them singing about how whiskey drowns the memory

And the only cure for a heartache is in Lynchburg, Tennessee

But the sweetest pain is knowing that they're wrong, that I see

I almost come through with nothing but a radio

Because country music is my whiskey

Oh yeah, I Comb my hair I go Strait to Church

Then I come home and play some Wallen in my bedroom

Tryin' not to think about you

Because 90 proof just let me down and made me call you up

And hate myself when I woke up

Three chords can hide the truth

Without puttin me out like Hank

So if you ain't comin' around again, girl

Country music is my whiskey

Oh, country music is my whiskey

Oh yeah, without one we'd have a bit more of the other

But without it, we also wouldn't have none

Yeah, I Comb my hair, I go Strait to Church

Then I come home and play some Wallen in my bedroom

Tryin' not to think about you

Because 90 proof just let me down and made me call you up

I hate myself in the morning

Three chords can hide the truth

Without puttin' me out like Hank

Oh, so country music is my whiskey