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Whiskey On The Fire - Aaron Watson
And he'll start drinking
Then he'll start thinking about her again
Again and again
He must've bribed the jukebox
'Cause those ol' sad songs just won't end
They just won't end
His ol' broken heart still burns with desire
'Cause you can't put out an old flame by pouring
Whiskey on the fire
And tonight he'll make a toast to her memory
Then he'll take another shot of a hundred proof misery
His old broken heart still burns with desire
'Cause you can't put out an old flame
Pouring whiskey on the fire
His tears fall like rain
But his pain just won't
Die down
'Cause there's another blaze that's brewing as he buys another round
And tonight he'll make a toast to her memory
Then he'll take a double shot of a hundred proof misery
His old broken heart still burns with desire
'Cause you can't put out an old flame
By pouring whiskey
No you can't put out an old flame
By pouring whiskey
He'll start drinking
Then he'll start thinking about her
Again
