Whiskey’s Cheaper Than Worry
Performed by Bale Harrison & The Texas Field Hands
Whiskey’s Cheaper Than Worry — Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
(Verse 1)
Well, I used to toss and turn, wide awake at night,
Worryin’ ‘bout the bills and if the car’s runnin’ right.
My boss is ridin’ me like I’m some ol’ mule,
And the fridge broke down, but that’s just the rule.
But then I found somethin’ smooth, somethin’ warm in my hand,
A little bottle of comfort that helps me understand:
Life’s too short to fret ‘bout things I can’t fix,
So I pour me a glass and let it do the tricks.
(Chorus)
‘Cause whiskey’s cheaper than worry, and it goes down nice,
One shot at a time, it melts away the ice.
You can’t change the weather or the bills in the mail,
But whiskey’s got a way to make you forget you failed.
Yeah, whiskey’s cheaper than worry, and tonight that’s alright,
I’ll sip away my troubles till the morning light.
(Verse 2)
She left me a note, said she’s hittin’ the road,
Tired of playin’ second fiddle to the life that I chose.
I could chase her down, but what’s the use in that,
When I’ve got Jack and Jim sittin’ right where I sat?
Now the dog’s lookin’ at me like he’s next to go,
But as long as there’s bourbon, I ain’t feelin’ low.
You can keep your worries and your high-priced cure,
Give me a bottle, I’ll feel more secure.
(Chorus)
‘Cause whiskey’s cheaper than worry, and it goes down nice,
One shot at a time, it melts away the ice.
You can’t change the weather or the bills in the mail,
But whiskey’s got a way to make you forget you failed.
Yeah, whiskey’s cheaper than worry, and tonight that’s alright,
I’ll sip away my troubles till the morning light.
(Bridge)
They say drinkin’ won’t solve what keeps you up at night,
But I say neither will worryin’, so let’s get this right.
One more round and I’ll toast to the pain,
Then watch it all disappear in the pourin’ rain.
(Chorus)
‘Cause whiskey’s cheaper than worry, and it goes down nice,
One shot at a time, it melts away the ice.
You can’t change the weather or the bills in the mail,
But whiskey’s got a way to make you forget you failed.
Yeah, whiskey’s cheaper than worry, and tonight that’s alright,
I’ll sip away my troubles till the morning light.
(Outro)
So raise your glass high, let your worries fall low,
With whiskey in hand, there’s no need to know.
Yeah, whiskey’s cheaper than worry, and the night’s still young,
I’ll drink to forget ‘til the morning sun.
