Whiskey On It

Some people pray

Some people cry

Call up their mama just to hear, "It's gonna be alright"

Some people crash

Some people burn

Head outta town 'cause the town's still talkin' 'bout her

And all of that might work for a minute

But there really ain't no good way to fix it

So I put a little whiskey on it

The only kinda shot that'll kill the pain

Might hurt a little in the morning

But tonight it'll help if hear her name

Bartender keep on sendin' me that old Kentucky remedy

'Cause I can't take the truth, but I can take a memory

And put a little whiskey on it

Put a little whiskey on it

I took her number

Out of my phone

I go to places we ain't been, I take the long way home

Tried someone new

Just made it worse

Yeah, I know it's temporary but it works when

I put a little whiskey on it

The only kinda shot that'll kill the pain

Might hurt a little in the morning

But tonight it'll help if hear her name

Bartender keep on sendin' me that old Kentucky remedy

'Cause I can't take the truth, but I can take a memory

And put a little whiskey on it

Put a little whiskey on it

And put a little whiskey on it

I got some Wild Turkey, Jim Beam, Maker's Mark

Fillin' up the breaks in a broken heart

I put a little whiskey on it

The only kinda shot that'll kill the pain

Might hurt a little in the morning

But tonight it'll help if hear her name

Bartender keep on sendin' me that old Kentucky remedy

'Cause I can't take the truth, but I can take a memory

Put a little whiskey on it

Put a little whiskey on it

And put a little whiskey on it

I got some Wild Turkey, Jim Beam, Maker's Mark

Fillin' up the breaks in a broken heart