Most of the day I keep her far away
Then some little something will start that ole replay
And I don't pull out her best pictures, I don't ever say her name
But I can't stop it when the bottle's low, late at night, all alone
When I'm way down in my whiskey
And my mind is all unwound
When I'm way down in my whiskey
That's when she comes around
You can move out of the house, you can sell that ole Mustang
Sleep on the wrong side of the bed, the dreams are all the same
You can tell your hеart to let her go, therе's parts that still remain
It'll never all just disappear, I know she'll be there, drivin' me insane
When I'm way down in my whiskey
And my mind is all unwound
When I'm way down in my whiskey
That's when she comes around
Oh I can't let her go
When the bottle's low
She'll be there I know
When I'm way down in my whiskey
And my mind is all unwound
When I'm way down in my whiskey
That's when she comes around
When I'm way down in my whiskey
That's when she comes around
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