Whiskey River Blues

[Verse] Well, the sun's sinkin' low behind the old barn, A tired farmer wipes the sweat from his brow, Fields of gold stretch as far as the eye can see, Livin' this small-town life, we're raising kids and cows. [Verse 2] In the dim-lit bar, through the squeak of neon signs, Patty plays the jukebox, playin' our favorite lines, Old boots shuffle to the rhythm on the floor, The jukebox sings our story, like it did the night before. [Chorus] Whiskey river blues, and a heart that won’t mend, We dance through the shadows, till the light’s around the bend, Hard times and harder nights, we’ll always get through, In this small-town life, it's me and you. [Verse 3] Grandma’s quilt’s been patched a time or two, Nothin' fancy, but it’s warm like words she once knew, We sit on the porch swing, watchin' the stars, Never felt more at home, than where we are. [Verse 4] Little Johnny’s grown, running wild in the fields, He’s got dreams bigger than these worn tractor wheels, But he'll come to know, just like I did back then, That the heartbeat of this town, runs deep in men. [Chorus] Whiskey river blues, and a heart that won’t mend, We dance through the shadows, till the light’s around the bend, Hard times and harder nights, we’ll always get through, In this small-town life, it's me and you.