Spilled Whiskey

Sitting at a bar in San Padre

Whiskey melting nice in my glass

Well, she walked up and said, "Cowboy

Do those old boots like to dance?"

The band was playing something sorta Spanish and blue

I spilled half my drink easing off that stool

And the way she smiled

I knew she knew she had me

We burned so fast

It was pretty wild and lasting

Like a lighted match on spilled whiskey

Well, I remember it was raining

The morning that the fire went out

She left a kiss on a matchbook

Slipped off without making a sound

I held her long enough to know I couldn't hold her

But the world felt good with her head on my shoulder

And the way she smiled

I knew she knew she had me

We burned so fast

It was pretty wild and lasting

Like a lighted match on spilled whiskey

There ain't no telling where she is right now

I think I'll drink another while I sit and think about

The way she smiled

We burned so fast

It was pretty wild and lasting

Like a lighted match on spilled whiskey

Just like a lighted match on spilled whiskey