Can't sleep on a whiskey pillow,
And heaven knows I've tried
Can't wake on a coffee dawn,
And pray it takes the d**h out of your eyes
Can't sail that bourbon street,
And heaven knows I've tried
The heat down deep divinest
For thinning out your blues
Those dreams, they looked the finest,
But none of them come true
Can't sweat inside side-walking sheets,
And heaven knows I've tried
To go back to someone sweet
Who'll love me for the thorn that's in my side
My better angels need it,
To keep me high and dry
I'm ankle-deep in gin and secrets,
And never knowing why
Can't sleep on a whiskey pillow,
And heaven knows I've tried
Can't wake on a coffee dawn
And rub away the night and all the nights
My better angels grieving
From being black and blue
So I just quit believing
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