Whiskey Runs Through the Holes in My Shoes (версия 2)

Verse

I left the highway before the sun was gone

Rode these country roads on a borrowed horse alone

Every mile I'm feeling like I'm getting home

Pre-Chorus

So what's the time when the clock runs out of numbers?

What's a whole lot empty when it feels so full of mercy?

Chorus

Whiskey runs through the holes in my shoes tonight

Barefoot on the gravel with the moon shining bright

Every step I take gets me closer to the night

I'm finding my way home down this country light

Whiskey runs through the holes in my shoes tonight

This is the only map I need, this highway's got me right

Verse

A rainstorm came out of nowhere and washed the dust away

The fireflies lit up like a thousand tiny rays

I found an old piano by a farmhouse door, gave it life

Now every broken note feels like forgiveness tonight

Pre-Chorus

So what's the time when the clock runs out of numbers?

What's a whole lot empty when it feels so full of mercy?

Chorus

Whiskey runs through the holes in my shoes tonight

Barefoot on the gravel with the moon shining bright

Every step I take gets me closer to the night

I'm finding my way home down this country light

Whiskey runs through the holes in my shoes tonight

This is the only map I need, this highway's got me right

Bridge

Maybe home ain't a place, maybe it's just a feeling

Maybe every mile is one less that's killing me

So let me dance under these stars with nothing to hold

Let me find myself where the highway bends and folds

Chorus

Whiskey runs through the holes in my shoes tonight

Barefoot on the gravel with the moon shining bright

Every step I take gets me closer to the night

I'm finding my way home down this country light

Whiskey runs through the holes in my shoes tonight

This is the only map I need, this highway's got me right

Outro

Whiskey runs through the holes in my shoes tonight