There´s a note on the table.
Said I ain´t coming back.
Till your sorry ass is gone.
I´m tired of the cheating and running around.
I never saw the wrong in anything you´ve done.

Whiskey´s gone but I ain´t leaving.
There´s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey´s gone but I ain´t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.

Well I stumble my way into my local bar.
Where I saw the devil in my glass.
The bartender told me it was time to go.
I told him that he could lick my sack.

Whiskey´s gone but I ain´t leaving.
There´s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey´s gone but I ain´t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.

Kentucky, Tennessee, you better find Whiskey.
Not leaving that´s a fact.
Small batch sour mash.
Red nose, red face, gonna wreck the whole place.
Looking through the bare glass.
Bald head chapped ass gone...
It´s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.
Lord it´s a hard thing to overcome to wake up and find the
Whiskey´s gone.

Whiskey´s gone but I ain´t leaving.
There´s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey´s gone but I ain´t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.