Story Behind The Song
Written in 1985. A classic country western drinking song with a message at the end.
Song Description
An imaginary friend that goes out on the town with the singer...
| Song Length |
4:05 |
Genre |
Country - Cowboy, Country - Honky Tonk |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Alchohol, Beer, Wine, Loneliness |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Well you don?t have to tell me stories about your life.
About your rambling or your gambling, or about your ex-wife.
And you don?t have to ask those questions you?ve got on your mind.
Like how my hands got so callused, or why my face is lined.
?Cause me and my friend whiskey, we?re going on the town.
Me and my friend whiskey, never let each other down.
Me and my friend whiskey been together for many years.
We never bring each other sorrow,
Never bring each other tears.
And I don?t have to tell you tales, about the things I?ve done.
About the places that I?ve been, or the women I have won.
So keep on moving down the line, to a table over there.
Me and my friend whiskey,
We got a lot of things to share.
?Cause me and my friend whiskey, we?re going on the town.
Me and my friend whiskey, never let each other down.
Me and my friend whiskey, been together to many years.
We never bring each other sorrow,
Never bring each other tears.
They?re turning down the lights now, they?re sweeping up the floor.
I take my friend by the arm and lead him out that door.
Arm and arm down main street, it?s a quarter to two.
Me and my friend whiskey,
Still got a lot of things to do.
But at times he gets jealous, possessive as can be.
He never wants to let anyone else do anything else with me.
And at times he gets angry and says things that hurt so bad.
That?s when I find myself wishing that he wasn?t the only friend I had.
Me and my friend whiskey don?t go out any more.
Mostly we sit here at the kitchen table staring at the door.
?Cause me and my friend whiskey been together for too many years.
We always bring each other trouble and way too many tears.
So let this be a lesson to you about choosing friends.
You got to try and find the kind that will stay with you till the end.
But for God?s sake don?t choose whiskey, whatever else you might do.
I want you to know that he never lets go, once he gets a hold of you.
© 2002 Eric J. Hill/Morning Squire Music/ASCAP