On this note gone take a short break to focus on other projects but will be back with some more whiskey soaked outlaw country.
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Whiskey‑soaked outlaw anthem • Gone Before the Sunrise Hits • Official Music Video 2025
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Verse 1
There’s a hollow-necked guitar where your picture used to be,
Its strings ring black-powder blues in a one-man jamboree.
Your perfume’s long departed, but the ache keeps carryin’ on—
So I hunt another answer to why the whiskey’s always gone.

Chorus
Why’s the whiskey always gone, burnin’ hotter than the sun?
It buys me ten-cent miracles, then it leaves me come-undone.
Every sip’s a short-lived pardon, every dawn a loaded gun—
But the question keeps on ridin’: why’s the whiskey always gone?

Verse 2
Payday at the roadside mart—slide my wages ‘cross the wood,
The clerk don’t sell redemption, but he swears this batch is good.
Your mercy’s locked in heaven, behind some door I can’t outrun,
So I settle debts with devil rye, still wonderin’ where it’s gone.

Chorus
Why’s the whiskey always gone, burnin’ hotter than the sun?
It buys me ten-cent miracles, then it leaves me come-undone.
Every sip’s a short-lived pardon, every dawn a loaded gun—
But the question keeps on ridin’: why’s the whiskey always gone?

Verse 3
When they lay my boots in hickory dirt and the jukebox lights go black,
They’ll say I chased a phantom trail and never made it back.
Carve this on the headstone so the truth rolls on and on:
“He traded love for brown regret, still askin’ where it’s gone.”

Chorus
Why’s the whiskey always gone, burnin’ hotter than the sun?
It buys me ten-cent miracles, then it leaves me come-undone.
Every sip’s a short-lived pardon, every dawn a loaded gun—
But the question keeps on ridin’: why’s the whiskey always gone?

Gone Before the Sunrise Hits

[Verse 1]
I was a ghost in the neon haze
You lit the spark set my soul ablaze
In the wreckage of the midnight hour
We built a fortress from the ashes of power

[Prechorus]
Hands locked tight in the chaos we made
Our love's a weapon sharper than a blade

[Chorus]
Burning shadows we’re alive alive
Partners in crime we thrive thrive
Empire shakes when we collide
We’re the storm they can’t outride

[Verse 2]
You had scars that the moonlight traced
I saw revenge carved deep in your face
We swore oaths under broken skies
Our enemies’ thrones will be our prize

[Prechorus]
Heartbeats echo like a battle drum
They’ll never see it coming when we come

[Chorus]
Burning shadows we’re alive alive
Partners in crime we thrive thrive
Empire shakes when we collide
We’re the storm they can’t outride

Out of My Hands Demo

Doug Bernhard