All The Whiskey In The World (Live From Music City)

All The Whiskey In The World (Live From Music City) - Carly Pearce

Lyrics by：Carly Pearce/Jordan Terry Minton/Jordan Reynolds/Emily Shackelton

Composed by：Carly Pearce/Jordan Terry Minton/Jordan Reynolds/Emily Shackelton

If I know you

You're halfway through a black label bottle

The lights are off

The TV's on

You're almost to the bottom

And you'll convince yourself

That maybe this'll be the one to fix it

You pour yourself another glass

Just to find out it isn't

All the whiskey in the world

Won't burn out my memory

I'll be right back on your mind

When the morning sun comes up

And you can drink Kentucky dry

Trying to drown out what you've done

But all the whiskey

In the world ain't enough

You feed the buzz chase the rush

It's good for a moment

But when you sober up and think of us

It still hurts like hell don't it

Keep on running keep on hiding

So you never face your demons

And tell yourself it's freedom

But all the whiskey in the world

Won't burn out my memory

I'll be right back on your mind

When the morning sun comes up

And you can drink Kentucky dry

Trying to drown out what you've done

But all the whiskey

In the world ain't enough

While you're wasted

I ain't wasting

Another night on you

All the whiskey in the world

Won't burn out my memory

I'll be right back on your mind

When the morning sun comes up

And you can drink Kentucky dry

Trying to drown out what you've done

But all the whiskey in the world ain't enough

Ain't enough