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
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