Irish Whiskey - Cherry Poppin' Daddies

Caught in a revolving door, and my lungs are suffocating

Working hard is my reward and my life is so frustrating

I’m a martyr to myself and a hero to my family

I can feel a breaking point, a longing to be free.

But instead I’ll hang in there and suffer with the rest

I’m a drunk and a sentimental man, so —

Dust us off a bottle of your best

Irish whiskey and drink with me To departed friends, to departed friends…

In the middle of the night I wake up, my heart is pounding

I expected more from life than a house and TV watching

'Cause I wimped out on myself, and on my friends and family

'Cause they don’t appreciate I sacrificed my dreams.

But instead I’ll hang in there and suffer with the rest

I’m a drunk and a sentimental man, so —

Dust us off a bottle of your best

Irish whiskey and drink with me.

To departed friends, to departed friends…

To departed friends, to departed friends

To departed friends…

Departed!

(solo)

Hey there guys, I’m not the enemy

It’s just shared frustration that makes us fight

It’s a long way to drive to not make any money

Merry Christmas — at least we gotta try

But instead I’ll hang in there and suffer with the rest

I’m a drunk and a sentimental man, so —

Dust us off a bottle of your best

Irish whiskey and drink with me…

But instead I’ll hang in there and suffer with the rest

I’m a drunk and a sentimental man, so —

Dust us off a bottle of your best

Irish whiskey and drink with me,

Irish whiskey and drink with me,

Irish whiskey and drink with me.

To departed friends.