Whiskey Mountains

Whiskey mountains That's what they are A place where every corner's a bar And maybe the trees They like the drink too And that's why they're reaching To touch the great blue We cry so dry 'Cuz our tears have the burn The burn of a drink The taste of an urn And I'm crying timber Crying timber so loud 'Cuz guess who's below And wearing a shroud? Cry timber, cry timber We're all falling down Crashing branches Snapping limbs We're all falling down Cry timber, cry timber We're all falling down. Not as soft as the leaves in autum We're all falling down Whiskey mountains You're breaking us down Hard on the liver Good for a frown But there's no escape The road is too steep And that's why we're staying Here's where we'll be We cry so dry 'Cuz our tears have the burn The burn of a drink The taste of an urn And I'm crying timber Crying timber so loud 'Cuz guess who's below And wearing a shroud? Cry timber, cry timber We're all falling down Crashing branches Snapping limbs We're all falling down Cry timber, cry timber We're all falling down Not as soft as the leaves in autum We're all falling down Whiskey mountains, That's all we got Safe in a bar from the demons we've fought And we have to admit That we like the drink too And that's why we're not reaching To touch the great blue We cry so dry 'Cuz our tears have the burn The burn of a drink The taste of an urn And I'm crying timber Crying timber so loud 'Cuz guess who's below And wearing a shroud? Cry timber, cry timber We're all falling down Crashing branches Snapping limbs We're all falling down Cry timber, cry timber We're all falling down Not as soft as the leaves in autum We're all falling down Whiskey mountains You're breaking us down