A Fun Little Whiskey Song
inspirational911 septemb
Story behind the song
Wrote this song with Jim Allard.
Lyrics
Don’t Know Scotch. Don’t Know Bourbon. Don’t Know Jack.
©2011 Robert “Jim” Allard & Tim Wheeler
VERSE 1
From Scotland and Kentucky and the hills of Tennessee
Come the finest blends of whiskey you can drink
I’m ashamed to tell I knew them much too well
And It brought you misery
But, when you left town, I poured my bottles down the sink
Then you told me you’re not coming back
Unless you knew I’d quit for for good
So, I wrote a little song for you
To make sure you understood
CHORUS
Don’t know Scotch, don’t know bourbon, don’t know Jack
Just one thing I know for certain; One Sheer, cold, hard fact
Of all the things I chose to do, Knowing them got rid of you
And if you think I quit to get you back
Y’ Don’t know Scotch, don’t know bourbon, don’t know Jack
VERSE 2
You used to say I drank to spite you, and nagged me every day
‘Cause I’d always sit and pour my whiskeys, tall
But the urge to drink done left me when you turned & drove away
‘Cause you’re the reason that I learned to drink at all
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Twelve weeks clean and sober made it plain and clear to me
Now, I can remember... what a pain you used to be
CHORUS
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Y’ Don’t know scotch, don’t know bourbon, don’t know Jack?
Y’ Don’t know scotch, don’t know bourbon, don’t know Jack