It Won't Hurt - Dwight Yoakam
    Chorus:
    It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
    And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
    It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
    But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me

    Today I had another bout with sorrow
    You know this time I almost won
    If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow
    I know that I'd have sorrow on the run

    (Repeat Chorus)

    Your memory comes back up with each sunrise
    I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone
    Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me
    To face this cold, cold world on my own

    (Repeat Chorus)
     

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