Kree Harrison — Your Whisky

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[Verse 1]
Am                  F       C
Golden tone from a white oak barrel
Am                 Em              F
Twelve years old, way up on the self
Am                    F     C
Ninety proof stamped on that label
Am                  Em               F
Tear it off, and wearing nothing else

[Chorus]
            C
Wish it was me you were coming home to
 Em
Me helping what you're going through
     Dm                Am           G
That burning thing you love anticipating
                C
Wish I took the edge off the pain
              Em
Wish I put a smile on your face
         Am            G                F
In the middle of the day, it's me you're missing
                   Am    F G 
I wish I was your whiskey

Am  Em  C

[Verse 2]
      Am          F      C
I'm lying wide awake and sober
           Am              Em               F
And you're dying from that aching in your head
           Am          F       C 
No, I'd never leave your heart hungover
             Am            Em              F 
But you're filling up on something else instead

[Chorus]
             C     
Wish it was me you were coming home to
Em
Me helping what you're going through
         Dm            Am        G
That burning thing you love anticipating
                   C
Wish I took the edge off the pain
               Em
Wish I put a smile on your face
          Am          G                   F
In the middle of the day, it's me you're missing

[Bridge]
              G                           C
I'd be the glass pressed against your lips
            Em
What your hand touch every night
Dm                               Am
  Hell, I'd even be that cube of ice

[Chorus]
             C
Wish it was me you were coming home to
Em
Me helping what you're going through
        Dm              Am          G
That burning thing you love anticipating
                 C
Wish I took the edge off the pain
                Em
Wish I put a smile on your face
           Am          G                    F
In the middle of the day, it's me you're missing
                         Am F C 
I wish I was your whiskey
              Am   Em  F 
Yeah, your whiskey		
    

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