The highway's humming in my head and it's hard to hear
Would you read my lips if I pulled you near enough?
Could you read my fortune in the bottem of this coffee cup
Tell me how to tell when I've had enough
If morning's a bitch with open arms,
Tonight's a girl who's gone to far
Whiskey's harder to keep than a woman and it's half as sweet but
Women without whiskey, Women without whiskey
Whiskey's hard to beat
Whiskey's hard to beat
Drive By Truckers
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