Caleb Montgomery - Whiskey Talks Lyrics

Whiskey Talks
(Caleb J. Montgomery)

When the work is done and the night is layed before me,
There's a group of messed up kids, with a glass of messed up stories
They talk of fights and broncs and loves that've all been left behind,
But at the bottom of that glass, son, there ain't a thing to hide
Cause Whiskey Talks

When the bottle dries lord the morning comes too fast
And the beauty of it all is that it never seems to last
Through a smokey morning cigarette I see the night before
And the day to be complete makes me want a little more


Cause Whiskey Talks and the guitar sings and my bothers tell the tales
Of one night loves and the push and shoves and the one night spent in jail
We talk of dreams and the kerosene that keeps those fires stocked
Though quiet are our foolish ways we know the Whiskey Talks, (Whiskey Talks)

Though tall the tales might be, we couldn't get enough
And with a bottle of that 90 proof we'd never call your bluff
But when the bottle fills with air, there lays the ugly truth,
That bronc on the bottle marks the fountain of our youth


Cause Whiskey Talks and the guitar sings and my bothers tell the tales
Of one night loves and the push and shoves and the one night spent in jail
We talk of dreams and the kerosene that keeps those fires stocked
Though quiet are our foolish ways we know the Whiskey Talks, (Whiskey Talks)

But the boys they all grow hungry and the work is done again
So they tell more tales and troubles- almost like it never ends


Cause Whiskey Talks and the guitar sings and my bothers tell the tales
Of one night loves and the push and shoves and the one night spent in jail
We talk of dreams and the kerosene that keeps those fires stocked
Though quiet are our foolish ways we know the Whiskey Talks, (Whiskey Talks)