Wednesday, December 28, 2005

It may be sad, but I absolutely love this song...

She put him out,
Like the burning end of a midnight cigarette.
She broke his heart.
He spent his whole life trying to forget.

We watched him drink his pain away
A little at a time.
But he never could get drunk enough
To get her off his mind.
Until the night...

He put the bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
He finally drank away her memory.
Life is short
But this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
We found him with his face down in the pillow.
With a note that says I’ll love her till I die.
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby.

The rumors flew
But nobody knew how much she blamed herself.
For years and years
She tried to hide the whisky on her breath.
She finally drank her pain away
A little at a time.
But she never could get drunk enough
To get him off her mind
Until the night...

She put the bottle to her head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away his memory.
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pillow.
Clinging to his picture for dear life.
We laid her next to him beneath the willow.
While the angels sang a whisky lullaby.

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