Whisky On The Side

Mmm-hmm... Yeah... Whiskey burns slow, fire in my chest, Bartender knows my name like all the rest. Got a stool with my shape carved in the wood, Drownin’ my sorrow like a lost man should. Then the door swings wide— there she goes, Wrapped in his arms in that dress she knows. She don’t flinch, don’t bat an eye, While I sip my pain with Tennessee rye. Oh baby, how’d you move on so fast? Left me drownin’, left me in the past. Ain’t nothin’ but a fool full of pride, Sippin’ my sorrow with whiskey on the side. Guitar Solo His hands on her back where mine used to be, She leans in close just to torture me. That look in her eyes, Lord, it ain't fair, She knows I’m watchin’, knows I still care. I wanna stand up, wanna break that glass, But a fool don’t chase what’s left in the past. So I tip my hat, take another sip, Let the pain sink deep, let the whiskey drip. Oh baby, how’d you move on so fast? Left me drownin’, left me in the past. Ain’t nothin’ but a fool full of pride, Sippin’ my sorrow with whiskey on the side. Maybe someday, you'll sit where I am, Watchin’ me love another girl. And maybe you’ll wonder, maybe you’ll cry, When you sip regret with whiskey on the side... Oh baby, how’d you move on so fast? Left me drownin’, left me in the past. Ain’t nothin’ but a fool full of pride, Sippin’ my sorrow with whiskey on the side.