the whiskey hours, I sit mourning But the morning brings no consolation Sun is rising, sky is yawning The new day brings no celebration No celebration
the whiskey hours I sit mourning But the morning brings no consolation Sun is rising - sky is yawning But the new day brings no celebration No celebration
In the whiskey hours I sit mourning But the morning brings no consolation Sun is rising - sky is yawning But the new day brings no celebration No celebration