Testo Whisky Lullabies

When I was a child,
They'd ask me where it hurt,
And wipe the tears from my eyes.
Short embraces gentle,
Forehead kisses making sure that I was all right.
But I grew older and the nights grew shorter I no longer cared where it hurt.

And all I hear is, Whisky lullabies,
Lets you cradle me to sleep.
And all I hear is,
Whisky lullabies,
Lets you cradle me to sleep.

Scars they heal in time,
The raw wounds of my mind,
They aren't as easily fixed.
You can't mend what isn't broken,
Kind words are rarely spoken,
In time I will learn this.
But I grow older and the nights grow shorter,
Drowning as I sink or swim.
And all I hear is,
Whisky lullabies,
Lets you cradle me to sleep.
And all I hear is,
Whisky lullabies,
Lets you cradle me to sleep.

Sticks and stones they break me to the bone,
but words they cut,
They will always hurt me.
Please be my saving grace,
Please be my saving grace.
There to answer all my prayers,
Please be my saving grace.

And all I hear is,
Whisky lullabies,
Lets you cradle me to sleep.
And all I hear is,
Whisky lullabies,
Lets you cradle me to sleep.

Sticks and stones they break me to the bone but words they cut,
They will always hurt me.
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone but words they cut,
They will always hurt me.