It might be hard for most to understand, cards that friends and I were dealt our hand
Poison libations used to be so much fun, whiskey and pills that made us run
Give me grace Lord to not feel numb, pills and drink like the barrel of a gun
Burying hurt is hard to sustain drowning in a river, of whiskey, pills and pain
Time has passed like youthful reckless haste, so many years did we waste
Old man time he didn’t cut us no slack, like it or not we can’t get time back
Give me grace Lord to not feel numb, pills and drink like the barrel of a gun
It’s a hard road of intoxication, your soul longs for medication
Burying hurt is hard to sustain, drowning in a river of whiskey, pills and pain
It’s so hard but we must be strong, that winding road is much too long
Just when you’re feeling oh so low, that’s the time to just let go
It’s a hard road of intoxication, your soul longs for medication
Burying hurt is hard to sustain, drowning in a river of whiskey, pills and pain
It’s a hard road of intoxication, your soul longs for medication
Burying hurt is hard to sustain, drowning in a river of whiskey, pills and pain
Drowning in a river of whiskey, pills and pain
Drowning in a river………….. of whiskey, pills and pain