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Got a porch full of memories
But the chairs all sit alone
Used to be a fire in this house
Now it's just creaks in the bones
Friends rode off like horses
Chasing their own wind
I'm stuck with my shadow
And it don't speak much again
The older I get, the quieter the night
The folks stop calling, and the phone quits its fight
I pour another glass, stare at what I like
Only thing that keeps me company is whiskey don't talk back
I wore outlaw on my jacket, thought freedom was a prize
Never knew that empty rooms were the toll I'd pay with time
Women like summer storms, hopped in, gone by dawn
Now the bed's a cold reminder of the roads I walked alone
The older I get, the quieter the night
The folks stop calling, and the phone quits its fight
I pour another glass, stare at what I like
Only thing that keeps me company is whiskey don't talk back
I ain't begging for pity, just telling it straight
You had run enough, some said, "You'd end up chasing your fate"
Ain't no glory in the silence, mm, when the jukebox dies
Just a man and his past, and the truth he can't deny
The older I get, the quieter the night
The folks stop calling, and the phone quits its fight
I pour another glass, stare at what I like
Only thing that keeps me company is whiskey don't talk back
So here's to the lonely riders who thought they'd never fold
You don't feel the weight of freedom 'til your boots get old, ah
I raise this glass to the darkness, let the memories fade to black
The night don't owe me nothing
And whiskey don't talk back
And whiskey
Don't talk back