Whiskey don't talk back - Breaking Rust.mp3

Whiskey don't talk back - Breaking Rust.mp3
Whiskey don't talk back-Breaking Rust (无损音质) 专享
[00:00.00] 作词 : Aubierre ...
[00:00.00] 作词 : Aubierre Rivaldo Taylor
[00:00.33] 作曲 : Aubierre Rivaldo Taylor
[00:00.67]Got a porch full of memories, but the chairs all sit alone
[00:10.05]Used to be a fire in this house, now it's just creaks in the bones
[00:19.46]Friends rode off like horses, chasing their own wind
[00:29.07]I'm stuck with my shadow, and it don't speak much again
[00:36.75]The older I get, the quieter the night
[00:44.20]The folks stop calling, and the phone quits its fight
[00:51.52]I pour another glass (ooh), stare at what I like (ooh)
[00:59.02]Only thing that keeps me company is whiskey don't talk back
[01:05.90]I wore Outlaw on my jacket, thought freedom was a pride
[01:12.23]Never knew that empty rooms were the toll I'd pay with time
[01:18.70]And when it came like summer storms, hopped in, gone by dawn
[01:24.55]Now the beer's a cold reminder of the roads I walked alone, mm-hm
[01:31.97]The older I get, mm-hm (ah-ah)
[01:35.16]The quieter the night (ah-ah)
[01:38.28]Folks stop calling (ah-ah)
[01:41.56]Mm, and the phone quits its fight
[01:44.78]I pour another glass (ah-ah)
[01:48.17]Stare at what I like (ah-ah)
[01:51.32]Only thing that keeps me company is whiskey don't talk back, mm
[01:58.36]I ain't begging for pity, just telling it straight (ah-ah)
[02:04.55]You had run enough, son said, "You'd end up chasing your fate"
[02:10.62]Ain't no glory in the silence, mm, when the jukebox dies
[02:17.20]Just a man and his past, and the truth he can't deny
[02:26.18]The older I get, mm-hm
[02:29.26]The quieter the night, mm-hm
[02:32.48]Folks stop calling, mm-hm
[02:36.02]And the phone quits its fight
[02:39.13]I pour another glass (mm-hm)
[02:42.24]Stare at what I like (mm-hm)
[02:45.56]Only thing that keeps me company is whiskey don't talk back (mm)
[02:55.45]So here's to the lonely riders who thought they'd never fold
[02:59.17]You don't feel the weight of freedom 'til your boots get old, ah
[03:08.95]I raise this glass to the darkness, let the memories fade to black
[03:15.50]The night don't owe me nothing, and whiskey don't talk back
[03:26.75]Ah-ah, ah-ah
[03:31.18]And whiskey, ah-ah, ah-ah
[03:37.12]Don't talk back, mm-hm, mm
[03:49.00]Mm-hm, mm, mm-hm, mm
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