dark eyes shut and whiskey breath

With whiskey breath and shaky hands

l alone and drawing whiskey breath

Or under whiskey breath

The sweat and whiskey breath

WHISKEY LULLABY..., The angels sang a whiskey lullabye. La la la la la la la La la la la la la la. La la la la la la la, La la la la la la la. The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself. For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey 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 that 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 whiskey lullabye. La la la

the smell of cheap whiskey ...And each breath that he draws makes... the smell of cheap whiskey ... the smell of cheap whiskey

The angels sang a whiskey lullaby...e tried to hide the whiskey on her breath...e the angels sang a whiskey lullaby

And whiskey on a woman's breath...And whiskey on a woman's breath

This whiskey on my breath...This whiskey on my breath

the smell of cheap whiskey ...And each breath that he draws makes...The smell of cheap whiskey

just that I like to breath...nt my time with the whiskey...just that I like to breath...just that I like to breath

In the whiskey hours...With your breath draw me in...In the whiskey hours

lding on to my last breath

hey told lies about whiskey on a womans breath ...talk turned back to whiskey and women