I stood there in the middle of the church of the brkoen people
Watchin' to the walking wounded tell their stories
My turn came I told em' my name I said this aint my first time
And then a man started talking how the devil and the bottle was ruining my life
With last night on my breath
I stood up and saidIt ain't the whiskey
It ain't the cigarettes
It ain't the stuff I smoke
It's all these things I can't forget,
and it ain't the hard times
It ain't the all nights
No it ain't that easy,
cause' it ain't the whiskey that's killin' me
So what do you got for this empty spot inside of me
The deep dark hole where love used to be
Before she ripped it out and ran into the arms of someone else
Y'all sit in this room and you talk like ya' got some kind of remedy
Well I hear what your telling me,
I got all the proof I needIt ain't the whiskey
It ain't the cigarettes
It ain't the stuff I smoke
It's all these things I can't forget,
and it ain't the hard times
It ain't the all nights
No it ain't that easy,
cause' it ain't the whiskey that's killin' meI done all I could to drown this hurt inside,
but I can't wash you off of my mind...
It ain't the whiskey.
It ain't the cigarettes
It ain't the stuff I smoke,
It's all these things I can't forget
and it ain't the whiskey
It ain't the cigarettes
It ain't the stuff I smoke,
It's all these things I can't forget,
and it ain't the hard times
It ain't the all nights. It ain't that easy,
cause' it ain't the whiskey that's killin' meIt ain't the whiskey
that's killin' me
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