Whiskey On The Fire

He'll start drinkin, and he'll start thinkin about her again, again and again

He musta brought the jukebox cause those old sad songs they just won't end, they just won't end

His old broken heart, it still burns with desire

Cause you cant put out an old flame

By pouring whiskey on the fire

And tonight he'll make a toast to her memory

And then he'll take another shot of a 100 proof of misery

And his old broken heart still burns with desire

Cause you cant put out an old flame

By pouring whiskey on the fire

His tears fall like rain but his pain just wont die down

Cause theres another blaze thats brewin as he buys another round

And tonight he'll make a toast to her memory

And then he'll take another shot of a 100 proof of misery

And his old broken heart still burns with desire

Cause you cant put out an old flame

By pouring whiskey on the fire

He'll start drinkin, and he'll start thinkin about her again