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Whiskey In Your Shoes
Lyrics
My friend is speechless
Will you give him some wine
He lost his own son
At the drag racing line
full lyrics...
My friend is speechless
Will you give him some wine
He lost his own son
At the drag racing line
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentation
blues influences
punk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
electric rhythm guitars

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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And pour whiskey in your shoes
First you grab it
First you grab it
Got divorce papers
And pour whiskey in my shoes
First you grab it
Will you give him some wine
First you grab it
Nothing to do about it
Then you pour it down
First you grab it
Nothing to do about it
Then you lift it
Nothing to do about it
Then you pour it down
Nothing to do about it
Cry some tears for your water
And I know that tomorrow
Then you pour it down
At the drag racing line
Tonight I won't be having
Then you pour it down
Then you lift it
Then you lift it
Nothing to do about it
First you grab it
Then you pour it down
Nothing to do about it
Then you pour it down
Then you lift it
Then you lift it
My friend is speechless
Oh, please tell us bartender
Can you make me something new?
Then you pour it down
Nothing to do about it
Then you pour it down
To cry tears for my water
First you grab it
First you grab it
I'll pour whiskey in your shoes
Then you lift it
Cry some tears for your water
Cause the end of world
My usual drink
I'll have some new excuse
First you grab it
Songwriter: Charles Thompson
He lost his own son
Then you lift it
Nothing to do about it
Can I owe you the cash?
Well, it came in a flash
Then you pour it down
Hey there, bartender
And we put down the ink
What can he do?
Then you pour it down
Then you lift it
Then you lift it
Nothing to do about it
Publisher: SPIME SONGS
First you grab it
Nothing to do about it
Then you lift it
Hey, there bartender