Me, the Whiskey, and the Clock

Me, the whiskey, and the clock Tuesday night at the Crown & Rail Whiskey says "I been your buddy Through every hell and wail" Clock says "Son, I'm gonna leave you Whether you follow me or not" I said "I hear both of you But I'm still drinkin', so just watch"

Me, the whiskey, and the clock Three old liars at a bar Whiskey swears he'll hold me up Clock swears he knows where I are Lord, both of 'em have known me Longer than my wife has stayed Me, the whiskey, and the clock Closin' down another day

Whiskey said "Remember Austin The night you lost the ring?" Clock said "Son, that was '09 Sixteen Novembers by my thing" I said "Boys, I remember And I don't need your help tonight" Whiskey laughed and poured another Clock just tick-tocked into the light

One of these is gonna kill me One of these is gonna keep And one of these is gonna be me Too tired to cry or sleep Me, the whiskey, and the clock Three amigos 'til the end And whichever one goes first, boys The other two ain't friends

Me, the whiskey, and the clock Sat together on the stool Last call came, the barman said "Sir" I said "Tell it to my fools" Walked out into the mornin' Clock still tickin', whiskey still warm I don't know which of us is winnin' But I know who gets hurt by the form Me, the whiskey, and the clock I know who gets hurt by the form

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