Sour Whiskey

Dan Hill · Dan Hill [2003]

Hand me down another whiskey sour

I'm a willing victim to the spell and I just can't rebel

I'm far too thirsty and too tired



Hold me like you'd hold a broken soldier

Who's forgotten the meaning of war please don't' close that door

I'm about as pure as a children's choir



Sunshine, can you spread your warmth over me?

Chase the clouds from the sky casually

Make me feel like a child once again



Sunshine, how does it feel lost in the sky?

Is it dizzy looking down from that high?

Well you know you've always got a friend



One more drink and this day will be over

I can already feel the cold, my jacket I sold

For fifteen dollars worth of booze



One more drink and I'll be off on some rainbow

Looking down at this world below I'm so high that I'm low

But this is the only life I'd choose



Sunshine, can you spread your warmth over me?

Chase the clouds from the sky casually

Make me feel like a child once again



Sunshine, how does it feel lost in the sky?

Is it dizzy looking down from that high?

Well, you know you've always got a friend



Well, you know you've always got a friend