Whiskey Lullaby

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You too. She was sexy God-bad boy Kinko with JFS coming back at you with some vocal cover goodness I'll be singing some Brad Paisley whiskey lullaby. I don't know I'm gonna sing both parts not just the male vocals, but the female vocals parts as well Oh, yeah. I'm going to show you just burning end of a midnight cigarette. She broke his heart. He's been as old as I tried to forget. He's been as old as I tried to forget. We watched him drink his pain. He's been as old as life trying to forget. We watched him drink his pain away a little out of time, but he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind until the night. He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger. the Then the strength he had to get up off his knees. We found him with his face down in pillow. With a know that said I love her to lie. And when we buried him beneath a willow, the angels sang whiskey long by, The room is room. But nobody knew. But nobody knew. But nobody knew how much she blamed herself. Years and years. She tried like a whiskey on her own. years and years. She tried to hide the whiskey on her own left. She finally tried her pain away, and little else had done. But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her right, until the night. She put them onto her hand and pulled the trigger. And finally drank away his memory. And I think sure, this time it was bigger. Then the strange she had to get up off her knees. Found her with her face down in the pillow. Clean to his picture for dear and lying. La la la la la. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Lala Oh yeah There's good old goth of ken Cobra singing whiskey Lala Bai by Brad Paisley, no kagran French written. Bye, bye, Brad Paisley, no contract infringement intended.