Whiskey In The Wind

Whiskey In The Wind

Verse 1

There’s a ghost in these Tennessee hills,

Still hummin’ low when the night turns still.

Every mile I’ve gone cuts deeper in my skin,

Can’t outrun the past or the whiskey wind.

Verse 2

Daddy taught me how to stand my ground,

But Mama’s prayers still hang around.

The good Lord listens, but I still sin,

Tryin’ to find my way through that whiskey wind.

Chorus

Whiskey in the wind, carry me home again,

Through the smoke, through the sorrow, through the shape I’m in.

If my soul don’t break, let my heart bend,

’Cause I was born to ride — with the whiskey in the wind.

Verse 3

There’s names carved deep in the churchyard stone,

Boys who ran wild and never came home.

But I still hear them singin’ in the howlin’ din,

Their voices ride on the whiskey wind.

Bridge

I’ve seen love fade, I’ve seen hate stay,

Buried my truth where the cold hearts pray.

If there’s grace for a man who’s done what I’ve been,

Let it wash me clean — in the whiskey wind.

Final Chorus

Whiskey in the wind, take me home again,

Through the fire, through the thunder, through the shape I’m in.

If I meet my maker, I’ll shake his hand,

And say, “I did my best — in the whiskey wind.”

Outro (low, fading like smoke)

Yeah… some souls break, and some just bend,

Mine still drifts — with the whiskey wind.