Bad Bad Whiskey - Amos Milburn

This place looks like everything you wanted Red roses, white doves, and such Church wedding bells, the hell is she thinkin'? There's no green 'round her finger from us I came to this place fully conscious Well aware that my actions are unjust That man up there said I'd have to hold my peace forever Unless something's said now and stand up That's the reason I came here in the first place So forgive me for what I'm to say After so many years, forever and ever Turned into bad weather today And the rain came down Washed away all that he'd found What's the reason for keepin' them around? Can't place them together That house on the hill there's a prison Spent too many years turned to hell Oh, how if those old walls could listen and hear me Oh, how much these old walls could tell As an old man, I know I should reason But I could torch this old place, might as well With a can full of diesel, and a booklet of matches Let's see what these ashes unveil And the rain came down And washed away all that he found What's the reason for keepin' them around? Can't place them together Yeah, the rain came down Washed away all that he found What's the reason for keepin' them around? Blow over, bad weather Blow over, bad weather

Back to high school love The kind without the drugs We were just two city kids We would run around And tear a few things down But that's the worst that it would get Bad bad bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way It was just a crush But wild and dangerous You and I were out too late Started in my car Might've gone too far But we were down to make mistakes Bad, bad, bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like Bad, bad, bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like