Wasted Whiskey - Rodney Atkins

I had every intention of getting hammered here tonight

I gave my truck keys to the bar keep

Said «dave, don’t you dare let me drive»

In the middle of this bottle

I drank my train of thought off track

So I’ve gotta stop drinking or start rethinking my reason for throwing them back

Cause it’s just wasted whiskey trying to drink you off my mind

There ain’t enough bourbon behind this bar

And I ain’t got that kinda time

So I’m gonna stand while I can and raise my glass

Toast every time you kiss me

Cause drinking to forget about you

Is wasted whiskey

So here’s to new beginnings and to the memories

And cheers to your mamma and daddy cause they were right about you and me

And here’s to milsap on the jukebox and to your new friends you’ve found

And here’s to our joint account, master card cause I’m buying the whole house a

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