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Whiskey in Winter |
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Half a bottle a day |
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Love my whiskey in winter |
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Keeps that bad away |
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The trees are naked |
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standing in lines |
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Stuffed in a winter coat |
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trying to stay alive |
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Tunnels of wind hit my face |
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the world is dark, I'm stuck in place |
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there's only one thing to give me hope |
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Whiskey in Winter |
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Half a bottle a day |
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Love my whiskey in winter |
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Keeps that bad away |
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I carry a flask wherever I go |
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I taste its bite |
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It tickles my numb, numb nose |
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The wind don't care who you are |
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If you have a house or fancy cars |
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She's always bitter spitting cold |
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Might as well drink |
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Whiskey in Winter |
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Half a bottle a day |
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Love my whiskey in winter |
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Keeps that bad away |
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Who knew one sip could fill the soul? |
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That's why I love my |
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Whiskey in Winter |
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Half a bottle a day |
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Love my whiskey in winter |
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Keeps that bad away |
