Whiskey Ballad

Ahhhh

(whistling)

To all those people living in their flats not so pristine

Who look up from the alleyways at the sky that we've both seen

For some I know they see it from a different point of view

The red doors painted black the sky is grey not baby blue

So lighten up have a cup of my happy golden drink

It will taste strong to begin with, but you'll get used to it I think

It'll wash away your sorrows and soak up your concern

Only trouble when you wake up... not a single tables turned

But it's alright.... it's alright.... it's alright....

(whistling)

So if you're a bit unhappy or you're slightly depressed

Just hum along to this song I wrote, relieve some of your stress

Cause when I sing the Chorus there's one thing I know for sure

A nice clean shot of whiskey is my recommended cure

So lighten up have a cup of my happy golden drink

It will taste strong to begin with, but you'll get used to it I think

It'll wash away your sorrows and soak up your concern

Only problem when you wake up... not a single tables turned

But it's alright.... it's alright... it's alright..

It's alright.... It's alright.... it's alright....

So lighten up have a cup of my happy golden drink

It will taste strong to begin with, but you'll get used to it I think

It'll wash away your sorrows and soak up your concern

Only problem when you wake up... not a single tables turned

So lighten up have a cup of my happy golden drink

It will taste strong to begin with but, you'll get used to it I think

It'll wash away your sorrows and soak up your concern

Only problem when you wake up... not a single tables turned