Corb Lund - "Rye Whiskey / Time To Switch To Whiskey""Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey", I cried If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I may die I'm gonna go up yon holler, I'm gonna build me a still And I'll sell you a gallon for a five... ...
Punch Brothers - "Rye Whiskey"Rye Whiskey makes the band sound better Makes your baby cuter, makes itself taste sweeter. Oh, boy! Rye whiskey makes your heart beat louder Makes your voice seem softer, makes the back room hotter,... ...
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this will be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die They were singin' Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry The good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye ...
Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the Book of Love And do you have faith in God above ...
Drove my Chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singing this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news ...
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Fuck - Glass Charms Lyrics. her charms belie a painful past her throat is dry she lifts her glass of whiskey rye too fast to drink the last few drops roll down her che
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Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singing, ‽This'll be the day that I die†‽This'll be the day that I die†Now for ten years, we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a roll...