halfway to hazard with the rain coming down
wish i could go home
but its just an old empty house

so i find me a cheap motel room
and a bottle of black label jack
you might find me dead by the morning

but hey find me lookin book
cause there aint nothing like whiskey
when times moving slow

it drowns out the misery
helps me let go
when the truth really hits me

she dont miss no
there aint nothin like whiskey
when a woman turns cold.

she used to want to hold me
and our fire burned so bright
but its funny how forever

can get up and say good-bye
but i've got the answere to my pain
a way to face the truth

well i can drown out this heartache but its gonna take a 100 proof
cause there aint nothin like whiskey
when times movin slow

it drowns out the misery
helps me let go
when the truth really hits me

she dont miss me no
there aint nothing like whiskey
when a woman turns cold

yeah
tomorrow i dont know where im gonna be
but tonight, atleast ill be free from her memory

cause there aint, nothing like whiskey
when times movin slow
it drowns out the misery

helps me let go
when the truth really hits me
she dont miss me no

there aint nothing like whiskey
when a woman turns cold
there aint nothing like whiskey

when a woman turns cold