The Western Decline - Whiskey Lament

I've been drinking it over
I'm thinking about trying to go sober
But I ain't found much else to do when the workin' day's done
I'm digging holes while counting the days until I'm lying in one
I've been drinking it over
I'm thinking about trying to go sober
But I ain't found the end of a bottle without dreaming of you
And that rips a new hole in my heart to pour the whiskey into
I drink from rivers of fire in the hope to expire
All the dreams of what could have been
Sing a whiskey lament, a broken quitter's intent
To be forever on the mend and getting no better
I've been fretting tomorrow
Because the good times I had were all borrowed
And the headaches, they never get better, they just paper the walls
And I lose myself in these bars and lose my guts in the stalls
I've been fretting tomorrow
Because the good times I had were all borrowed
And I'll race you to the grave but I guarantee you ain't gonna win
I am baptized in bourbon, and every morning I am born again
I drink from rivers of fire in the hope to expire
All the dreams of what could have been
Sing a whiskey lament, a broken quitter's intent
To be forever on the mend and getting no better
Getting no better
I've been drinking it over 
I'm thinking about trying to go sober
But I can't find the end of a bottle without dreaming of you

Written by:
James Barnes

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