Whiskey

In which the speaker loses it all and still doesn't know how to react

I look out at the homeland I've known since birth

It's been in the family for generations 

The only home I've ever known.

I know that the bank is taking it.

That's happened to a lot of folks 

Ever since Miss Rhona came to town. 

I know that this town got the blues and it's driving the good folks out. 

I know that once we leave it, I'll never see it again. 

And I know that even if I wanted to save it, I'm powerless against Miss Rhona, The Man, and the blues. 

There's not a thing these days that doesn't make me sad in one respect or another

But generally I just feel numb. Apathetic. Hopeless. 

I've known since last year that I'm all alone

You left me in solitude once you found out I had feelings

And you found a brighter rainbow not a week after you left.

I even know that you couldn't remain true

Things got difficult

So you ran as far as your legs would carry you,

Even before you had the decency to step away. 

But I don't blame you

Cause even if it's the finest product

Whiskey ain't for everyone.

So tell me why, after all this strife

That it's not the leaving of all I love that

Makes me cry

But my darling when I think 

Of you.