She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette. She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin' to forget. We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time. But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind.
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger and finally drank away her memory. Life is short, but this time it was bigger. Than the strength he had to get up off his knees. We found him with his face down in the pillow with a note that said, 'I'll love her till I die.' And when we buried him beneath the willow the angels sang a whiskey lullabyKommentera