Whiskey - Acoustic
Everybody down in Houston calls him Texas
Everybody way up north calls him cornbread
You should've heard the way that his mama called him "baby"
Daddy called him "boy", his friends called him "crazy"
Shoulda just called it like i saw it
Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
The burn, and the sting, and the high, and the heat
And the left-me-wantin'-more feeling when he kissed me
I shoulda just called him "whiskey"
Warmed my body to the core just like a blanket
Tasted so sweet then you took my breath away
Hit me so hard like a rock through a window
I knew i was in trouble from the moment i met you, boy
Shoulda just called it like i saw it
Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
The burn, and the sting, and the high, and the heat
And the left-me-wantin'-more feeling when he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
Now the numb set in
He's gone like the wind
And I can barely feel the pain
Shoulda just called it like i saw it
Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
The burn, and the sting, and the high, and the heat
And the left-me-wantin'-more feeling when he kissed me
The burn, and the sting, and the high, and the heat
And the left-me-wantin'-more feeling when he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
Everybody way up north calls him cornbread
You should've heard the way that his mama called him "baby"
Daddy called him "boy", his friends called him "crazy"
Shoulda just called it like i saw it
Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
The burn, and the sting, and the high, and the heat
And the left-me-wantin'-more feeling when he kissed me
I shoulda just called him "whiskey"
Warmed my body to the core just like a blanket
Tasted so sweet then you took my breath away
Hit me so hard like a rock through a window
I knew i was in trouble from the moment i met you, boy
Shoulda just called it like i saw it
Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
The burn, and the sting, and the high, and the heat
And the left-me-wantin'-more feeling when he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
Now the numb set in
He's gone like the wind
And I can barely feel the pain
Shoulda just called it like i saw it
Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
The burn, and the sting, and the high, and the heat
And the left-me-wantin'-more feeling when he kissed me
The burn, and the sting, and the high, and the heat
And the left-me-wantin'-more feeling when he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
Credits
Writer(s): Sam Mizell, Cathy Gravitt
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