Whiskey Windows Down

{barroom piano intro, weeping

pedal steel, bouncy

walking bass}

I watched the tickers turnin' red

Shoulda gone

to sleep instead

My portfolio is bleedin' dry

Even my savings started to cry

(oh lord)

Pour me one more,

market's on the floor Buy the dip,

buy the dip, that's what the whiskey's for

Cryin' in my beer 'bout a number on a screen Buy the

dip, buy the dip...

you know what I mean

{barroom piano lick} They told me hold it

to the moon

But I'm hummin'

a different tune

My broker's calling on the line

I'll just pretend that I am fine (hahaha)

{rollicking barroom piano solo,

screaming pedal steel guitar

bends}

Pour me one more,

market's on the floor Buy the dip,

buy the dip, that's what the whiskey's for

Cryin' in my beer 'bout a number on a screen Buy the

dip, buy the dip...

you know what I mean (yeah you do!)

Yeah,

buy that dip

(clink of glasses) {final sustained piano chord,

fading guitar swell}