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i hardly ever think about her. i seldom say "i can't live without her", till i hold a drink an' sit at the bar. a sip an' it all goes straight to my heart. like that song on the jukebox, her memory starts to play. guess i still want her, in a whiskey kind of way. an' when i'm sober, i say it's over, she can't get to me. i'm a million miles away from her memory. they say the truth comes out when you're drinkin': i've been drinkin' 'bout her all day. guess i still want her in a whiskey kind of way. i talk, to joe behind the counter, and every fool i meet, about her. i steel my heart to anyone, who'll buy a drink for the lonely one. what ran her off's had her runnin' through my mind all day. guess i still need her in a whiskey kind of way. an' when i'm sober, i say: "it's over, "she can't get to me. "i'm a million miles away from her memory.", they say the truth comes out when you're drinkin': i've been drinkin' 'bout her all day. guess i still love her in a whiskey kind of way. oh, don't the truth comes out when you're drinkin': i've been drinkin' 'bout her all day. guess i still love her in a whiskey kind of way

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Artist: jerrod niemann