Once the gettin' was good
But now the gettin's got gone
So I'm going downtown
Just to tie one on
Im oak aged and sour
I'm going down by the hour
And I'm as blue, as the night is long
So wont someone dance with me
To a waltz about whiskey
And turn the sad songs to lullabies
I don't need much of nothing
Except for all your loving
And a waltz about whiskey on ice
Well one quarter should do
Number A32
A little truth from the jukebox
Should make it alright
And as the booze sets in
I'm getting high again
To a waltz about whiskey on ice
So wont someone dance with me
To a waltz about whiskey
And turn the sad songs to lulabys
I don't need much of nothing
Except for all your loving
And a waltz about whiskey on ice
Well I remember the night
She sat down beside me
She cried love was a ring that wont end
Well I was handed a lie
And now the only thing
I know of a ring
Is a circle my glass leaves behind
So wont someone dance with me
To a waltz about whiskey
And turn the sad songs to lulabys
I don't need much of nothing
Except for all your loving
And a waltz about whiskey on ice
