Living on the hurting side of lonesome
Miles past anything called fair
Ain't no need to question my devotion
For the man I love, because all burdens I will bare
Where did you go when I just kissed your lips a few days ago?
Now it seems I'm just wasting time.
A hundred miles of empty road
Worn out heart and lies of gold
Feel like I could just lay down and die
A million miles on the other side of lonesome
Years past any kind of plan
A thousand sleepless nights away from pain and
All I know is I could drink an ocean
of whiskey drenched sorrow if I can't see him again.
I just covered a hundred miles
Think I'll sit here now and drink my fill
Yesterday's gone with the wind and
Tomorrow's on its way again
To bring what it will
I kiss the bottle when I should be kissing him....