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My version:
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger,
And finally drank away his memory,
Life is short,
But this time it was bigger,
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
They found him with his face down in the pillow,
With a note that said "I love him til I die"
They buried him beneath the willow,
While the angels sang a Whiskey Lullaby.
The Real Version:
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away her memory.
Life is short,
But this time it was bigger,
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
We found him with his face down in the pillow,
With a note that said "I love her til I did"
We buried him beneath the willow,
While the angles sang a Whiskey Lullaby.
Randy, you're my Whiskey Lullaby.
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger,
And finally drank away his memory,
Life is short,
But this time it was bigger,
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
They found him with his face down in the pillow,
With a note that said "I love him til I die"
They buried him beneath the willow,
While the angels sang a Whiskey Lullaby.
The Real Version:
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away her memory.
Life is short,
But this time it was bigger,
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
We found him with his face down in the pillow,
With a note that said "I love her til I did"
We buried him beneath the willow,
While the angles sang a Whiskey Lullaby.
Randy, you're my Whiskey Lullaby.