Gone with the Green

Whiskey Talks

Sunrise creeps through the curtains slow,  
Another day, another cup of Joe.  
Your chair’s still there, but it’s empty now,  
And I talk to the silence somehow.
I keep your picture right by my bed,  
Whisper “goodnight” like you never left.  
And though the nights get long, I know…
I’ll see you mañana, someday down the line,  
When the good Lord calls my number, I’ll be right on time.  
Save me a seat on that front porch swing,  
Till I walk those streets of gold and hear you sing.  
It ain’t goodbye, it’s just a pause in the song,  
I’ll see you mañana… won’t be too long.
I still wear that old flannel you loved,  
Some days it feels like a warm touch.  
I hear your laugh when the wind rolls by,  
Like heaven’s leaning close to say hi.
I leave your Bible right where you’d pray,  
Turn to the pages you marked each day.  
And I swear I hear you say…
I’ll see you mañana, someday down the line,  
When the good Lord calls my number, I’ll be right on time.  
Save me a seat on that front porch swing,  
Till I walk those streets of gold and hear you sing.  
It ain’t goodbye, it’s just a pause in the song,  
I’ll see you mañana… won’t be too long.
Until that day, I’ll keep holding on,  
Living the life you’d want me to strong.  
But when the sun sets on my last ride,  
I know you’ll be waiting, arms open wide.
I’ll see you mañana, I’ll be home real soon,  
Under that sky, same bright silver moon.  
Save me a dance in the light so free,  
Where love don’t fade, and the soul stays free.  
It ain’t goodbye, it’s just a pause in the song,  
I’ll see you mañana… won’t be too long.

Till It Ends

Lee Kernaghan

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