Come on baby kill me with a kiss
Come on make me die of happiness
I know whiskey makes a man a fool
But darlin whiskey ain't got nothing on you
Tell the doctor he ain't got no cure
I'm a gonner baby that's for sure
Tell the lawman he ain't got no gun
That could hurt me like the way you've done
Love can taste as sweet as muscat wine
But then go down more like turpentine
Little darlin skies were meant to be blue
Songbirds to sing and I was meant to love you