Song about a lonely guy who ran out of his favorite beverage.
 
 
 
Late at night I'm sad and lonely my bottle is getting low. Thinking about the girl who used to love me and why she had to go. Sitting here by myself and I want to sing the blues. Think I'll have another drink cause I aint got nothin' left to lose. 
Stumble to the kitchen to an empty bottle don't know where we've gone astray, all I need is a shot and a chaser to make it through the day. Standing here with an empty bottle got the last shot of whiskey blues 
Don't really want to talk about it cause I dont care anymore. Don't know whos fault it was or why she walked right out the door. All I need is another drink I got the last shot of whiskey blues.