Take a sip, let the whiskey down your throat One more shot I hope you do not choke And I just watch, as the years go by Playing in the rain Or watching from the porch outside When I was young, I had enough for sure Fell in love and no place to go Remember all the stories that we told, Oh, the roses and thornes that you hold I remember, I was only 17 You took me over and showed me things I'd never seen And I remember I was only 17, You took me over, and showed me things I'd never seen Woahhhhhh, Woahhhhhh, Whoahhhhhh, Whoahhhhhh And now we lay your pretty head to rest Bear it all and hope for the best Remember all the stories that we told Oh the roses and thornes that you hold.