Ocean Of Whiskey

If I had all the whiskey ever made in Tennessee
I’d pour it all down in this hole where my heart used to be
And I’d build a big boat out of should haves and wished I’d have dones
Set sail to that place in my memory it all started from
On these amber waves of grain I go back in time
Like a ship in a bottle she’s locked up inside of my mind
And I know I can find her right where I left her
Right where I did her wrong
And as long as she’s with me on this ocean of whiskey
I don’t care if I come back at all
So pour me another and just leave the bottle right here
With each sip that I’m takin I’m tasting the warm salty air
There won’t be no troubles bartender if it’s ok
I’ll stay right here on this bar stool and be on my way
Yeah as long as she’s with me on this ocean of whiskey
I don’t care if I come back at all