Whiskey Demon
When I'm feelin down there's only one place to to go
A hole in the wall where the bourbon whiskey flows
My friends are always there
They damn sure have my back
George Dickel, Jim Beam, and Johnny Walker Black
If you're lookin' for redemption, you'll damn sure find it here
Drinking Southern Comfort's like sipping on angels' tears
Heaven Hill is where I go when I need to pray
Four Roses beats two pair any game you play
I've raised a lotta hell, and drank like Hank
Keep going to the well 'til there's nothin' in the bank
Found myself a six-string to rock and roll
Gave my heart to Jesus but the devil owns my soul
If I go to hell I don't plan to stay
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
Buffalo Trace with a water back
Wild Turkey or Gentleman Jack
The Knob Creek levee is about to break
I pray the lord my soul to take
I live a life the Angels Envy like a king with a Royal Crown
I nod my head to Jameson as he slides another one down
Here comes the little lady, the best one of 'em all
Red hair, cinnamon lips, she's a smokin Fireball
She'll treat you like a king, seduce you in the dark
You'll think you're getting lucky but she's just lookin' to make her mark
I've raised a lotta hell, and drank like Hank
Keep going to the well 'til there's nothin' in the bank
Found myself a six-string, to rock and roll
Gave my heart to Jesus but the devil owns my soul
If I'm going to hell I don't plan to stay
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
Next round's on you
A hole in the wall where the bourbon whiskey flows
My friends are always there
They damn sure have my back
George Dickel, Jim Beam, and Johnny Walker Black
If you're lookin' for redemption, you'll damn sure find it here
Drinking Southern Comfort's like sipping on angels' tears
Heaven Hill is where I go when I need to pray
Four Roses beats two pair any game you play
I've raised a lotta hell, and drank like Hank
Keep going to the well 'til there's nothin' in the bank
Found myself a six-string to rock and roll
Gave my heart to Jesus but the devil owns my soul
If I go to hell I don't plan to stay
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
Buffalo Trace with a water back
Wild Turkey or Gentleman Jack
The Knob Creek levee is about to break
I pray the lord my soul to take
I live a life the Angels Envy like a king with a Royal Crown
I nod my head to Jameson as he slides another one down
Here comes the little lady, the best one of 'em all
Red hair, cinnamon lips, she's a smokin Fireball
She'll treat you like a king, seduce you in the dark
You'll think you're getting lucky but she's just lookin' to make her mark
I've raised a lotta hell, and drank like Hank
Keep going to the well 'til there's nothin' in the bank
Found myself a six-string, to rock and roll
Gave my heart to Jesus but the devil owns my soul
If I'm going to hell I don't plan to stay
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
I'm a bloodshot Whiskey Demon firin' away
Next round's on you
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Nicholson Jr., Tommy Howell
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