Whiskey's Gone Lyrics

There's a not one the table
Said I ain't comin' back
Til' your sorry as is gone
I'm tired of the cheatin'
And runnin around
Never saw the wrong
In anything you done
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leavin
Gotta be a bottle in the back
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leavin
Gotta get this devil of my...

Well I stumble my way
Down to the local bar
Where I saw the devil in my glass
The bartender told me
It was time to go
I told him that he could lick my sack
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leavin
Gotta be a way to get him back
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leavin
Gotta get this devil of my...

I can drive...
I can drive...
Oooooh... s***

Turkey, tennessee seeking fine whiskey
Not leaving it's a fact
Small batch sour mash.
Red nose, red face, gonna wreck the whole place.
Looking through the bare glass.
Bald head chapped a** gone...
It's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.
Lord it's a hard thing to overcome to wake up and find the
Whiskey's gone.

Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.
There's got to be a bottle of Jim Black.
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.
Got to get this devil off my...