There's a warm glass of whiskey
On the table beside me
And I just don't know what to do
If I don't keep my lips tight
I know I'll be all night
Drunk and lonely, and drinking bout you
I don't know why I bother
Might as well burn my dollars
With the Marlboro's I keep lighting up
If I don't stop real soon
I'll be drinking till noon
With a warm glass of whiskey turned up
Like when the weather gets colder
Or your old dog gets older
It keeps getting worse all the time
When I reach for that bottle
I'll mash down the throttle
Trying to outrun this heartache of mine
When I find out for certain
Where my drink stops the hurtin'
I'll be on that ole bourbon crutch
I bet I'll make it look easy
Never thought that I'd see me
Need a warm glass of whiskey this much
But it makes the pain go away
And gives me new words to say
And helps me forget, what I don't want to know
Someday I hope to find
The place where I'll draw the line
And the warm glass of whiskey lets go
It's not a choice it's a habit
Wish that I didn't have it
But there's worse things I guess I could do
I don't need meth or cocaine
To fire up this old train
Cause my warm glass of whiskey stays true
It ain't the buzz that I'm after
Not the tears or the laughter
Lord the memories still get to me
It's the pause in the feeling
While I stare at the ceiling
That my warm glass of whiskey sets free
And Lord it makes the pain go away
And gives me new words to say
And helps me forget, what I don't want to know
Someday I hope to find
The place where I'll draw the line
And the warm glass of whiskey lets go
There's a warm glass of whiskey
On the table beside me
And I just don't know what to do