[Verse 1]
It's 4 in the morning
The whiskey is low
The jukebox is humming
But it's moving slow
All my friends are gone home
But I ain't done yet
I'm drowning myself
And trying to forget
I remember your kiss
Like a fire in the rain
I remember your touch and now all it does is just brings me pain

[Chorus]
So I raise up my glass
Let the burn take its toll
One shot for the memory
One shot for my soul
So pour me another
And sing me a song
We'll drink through the night
'Cause the night is alone
For every goodbye
There's a story to tell
For every lost lover
There's a last farewell
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And I'm singing this song
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And the whiskey rolls on


[Verse 2]
Now the barstools are empty
But the echoes remain
Of the laughter and heartbreak
The joy and the pain
I see faces in shadows
I hear voices in walls
I hear whispers of promises
And late night calls
The train whistles crying
As it cuts through the dark
Like a lonesome old hymn
Or a wolf with no bark
I stumble outside
And I stare at the sky
Every star is a reason
Every reason's a lie

[Chorus]
So pour me another
And sing me a song
We'll drink through the night
'Cause the night is long
For every goodbye
There's a story to tell
For every lost lover
There's a last farewell
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And I'm singing this song
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And the whiskey rolls on

Tag:Country
Tag:Blues
Tag:Radio
Tag:Duet
Tag:Soul
Tag:Soulful

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