LYRIC FOR SALE

By Rick Ivers

Tennessee Whiskey Trip

When you left me
For your new man
I found the nightly pain
Of your memory
Was more than I could stand

So I take a trip every night
No need to drive, or take a flight
From the comfort of my home
I slip away sip by sip
On a Tennessee whiskey trip

And every evening as I start my trip
I think about calling you on the phone
Just to remind you
That you did me wrong
And how you’re to blame for me being alone

But the whiskey soon comes to my aid
And my pain and anger begin to fade
And as I put the bottle to my lips
I know, it won’t be long, before I head down
On a Tennessee whiskey trip

And tonight will end like every night before
I’ll end up passed out on the floor
Because I’ll stumble … and lose my grip
Then I’ll head down
On a Tennessee whiskey trip

And tomorrow night I know what’s in store
I’ll drink to forget your memory once more
And I’ll slip away again
Slowly but surely, sip by sip
On another Tennessee whiskey trip