Whiskey, won't [bad word] and take my troubles
'Cause I can't seem to do it on my own.
In the morning there is hours and infinity
The starlit [bad word] to take me home.

I ain't got a dime in my pocket
And I just stepped on my last cigarette
But there's a bar downtown that'll give me credit
home away from home, away I went.

Tomorrow there's a train to Carolina
Tomorrow that's where I'm gonna go
Feel the warm sunshine on my shoulders
And live my days a free and easy soul.

My home is with the hills and trees around me
My ceiling holds the moon and stars above
So I'll never be a lonely man a'walking
I'll never live one day without love.

So whiskey, won't [bad word] and take my troubles
'Cause I can't seem to do it on my own.
In the morning there is hours and infinity
The starlit [bad word] to take me home
The starlit [bad word] to take me home.