Don't Water My Whiskey Down

Don’t Water My Whiskey Down

I’ve told my kids the story
Of my family history
Now I’ll never get back
What they once thought of me
Up to now it’s all
Been made up, make believe
That I’ve told so many times
I’ve started to believe (it too)

So don’t, water my whiskey down

Freedom is a hoax
It rode here on a boat
Like a huddled-up mass
That screwed up the winning pass
In the championship game
Where no one knows your name
But aren’t we all to blame
As we all called the play

So, don’t, water my whiskey down

If whiskey was a river
And I was a duck
I’d sink down to the bottom
And never come back up
I’d swim with the fishes
Way too wasted to speak
And tell them all my secrets
Let my soul spring a leak

So, don’t, water my whiskey down

Way up in the hills
Where I come from
There’s fire in the water
That’ll keep you feelin’ dumb
Stop all the thinkin’
And keep ya feelin’ sick
Place you in a stink
That you’ll never think straight in again…

So don’t, water my whiskey down

I need something stiff
So, give me something strong
Fill it to the brim
I need to feel it going down
Burning in my belly
Then burning in my head
Burning up the ghost
Of a yesterday that’s dead

Don’t, water my whiskey down
Don't, water my whiskey down