Whiskey Don’t Let Me Sleep

I keep a flask on the dashboard, For the nights I can’t forget. Every sip pulls up a memory, Every ghost pays its debt.

I see faces in the window, Hear old voices in the rain. The whiskey burns, the ghosts return, And I drink ‘em down again.

Whiskey and ghosts, they ride with me, Through the miles of lost history. Every scar, every tear I’ve known, Whiskey and ghosts won’t leave me alone.

I raised a glass to forgiveness, But it never raised one back. Now I toast the long horizon, With the devil ridin’ slack.

The bottle knows my secrets, The night don’t judge my sins. But the ghosts I thought I buried, They keep climbin’ back in.

Whiskey and ghosts, they ride with me, Through the miles of lost history. Every scar, every tear I’ve known, Whiskey and ghosts won’t leave me alone.

If the whiskey runs dry, the silence will kill… But the ghosts don’t leave, no — they never will.

Whiskey and ghosts, they ride with me, Through the ashes of what used to be. Every mile’s a grave, every road a stone, Whiskey and ghosts won’t leave me alone.

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