Waltz About Whiskey

Once the gettin' was good But now, the getting's got gone So, I'm going downtown just to tie one on I'm oak aged and sour I'm going down by the hour And I'm as blue as the night is long So, won't someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey? And turn the sad songs to lullabies Well, I don't need much of nothing, except for all your loving And a waltz 'bout whiskey on ice Oh, one quarter should do, number A32 A little truth from the jukebox should make it alright And as the booze sets in, I'm getting high again To a waltz about whiskey on ice So, won't someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey? And turn the sad songs to lullabies I don't need much of nothing except for all your loving And a waltz about whiskey on ice Well, I remember the night she sat down beside me She cried love was a ring that won't end Well, I was handed a lie And now, the only thing I know of a ring, is the circle my glass leaves behind So, won't someone dance with me to a waltz about whiskey? And turn the sad songs to lullabies I don't need much of nothing except for all your loving And a waltz about whiskey on ice