John Driskell Hopkins - I Hate to See Good Whiskey Go to Waste

We were here the night she said she didn't love me anymore
I'm still drinking doubles but they’re not working like before
There's a hundred top shelf bottles here to satisfy my taste.
Losing her taught me how much I hate
To see good whiskey go to waste

I see a crowd there in the corner, the way they let it pour
It's clear they don't have a clue just what the good stuff’s for
I watch them raise their glasses dance and laugh and then I hear the bottle break
Reminding me just how much I hate
To see good whiskey go to waste

I hate to see good whiskey go to waste
I love the way it numbs an old heartache
I give up one more memory with every sip I take
Lord I hate to see good whiskey go to waste

Now the chairs are on the tables, I hear someone yell last call
I stumble to the doorway and I pray that I don't fall
They're turning out the lights, but I swear I still see her face
I haven't spilled a single drop, but Lord I hate
To see good whiskey go to waste

I hate to see good whiskey go to waste
I love the way it numbs an old heartache
I give up one more memory with every sip I take
Lord I hate to see good whiskey go to waste

Written by:
Jerry Salley, John Driskell Hopkins

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