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WHISKEY LOWS
Written by Brittney Spencer (BMI), Stephan Hovsepian (ASCAP), Shelley Scarr
© 2017 Common Hymnal Digital (BMI), BSpencer Publishing (BMI), First Fiddle Music (ASCAP), Shelley Scarr Music (ASCAP) (admin by CapitolCMGPublishing.com)
VERSE 1
Sometimes I don’t feel my highest
It’s like I reach up and find that I’m not the tallest
Like my good just ain’t good enough
My honest ain’t true enough and my world is a sad kind of blue
I look to the heavens for something to pull me through
CHORUS 1
Well Lord I’ve been drinking but Jesus is praying for me
And I hear him calling whenever I fall to my knees
Well I’ve had my share of Sunday whiskey lows
But he’s filling my cup with the sweetest I’ll ever know
VERSE 2
Sometimes the whiskey don’t sting
And sometimes that old bourbon makes me sing
Can’t tell if I’m numb to the pain or if I’m going insane
But I’m losing my sense of time
So I call on Jesus ‘cause he is a friend of mine
CHORUS 2
Well Lord I’ve been drinking but Jesus is praying for me
And I hear him calling whenever I fall to my knees
Well I’ve had my share of bitter whiskey lows
But he’s filling my cup with the sweetest I’ll ever know
BRIDGE
Well I heard from a friend of a friend you walked on water
And I heard you dry every tear and that your love is stronger
Than what’s in my glass and what’s in my past
You say hurting hearts don’t last
CHORUS 3
Well Lord I’ve been drinking but Jesus is praying for me
And I hear him calling whenever I fall to my knees
Well I’ve had my share of Sunday whiskey lows
But he’s filling my cup with the sweetest I’ll ever know
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