He sits all alone
in his easy chair
Starin' back at his
lost yesterdays
Long before
he encountered the bottle
And the demons
that drove her away
In his hand he is
holdin' her photograph
Her image all tear
stained and worn
Tonight he's embracin' reality
And he curses
the day he was born
And the darkness
still echoes her warnin'
You can't have
two loves in your life
Now the things
that will haunt him
till the day that he dies
is the smell of cheap whiskey
And the sound of goodbye
Since the hour that she left
he's been sober
And each breath
that he draws makes him think
About the light of his life
gone forever
When he traded her love
for a drink
And the darkness
still echoes her warnin'
You can't have
two loves in your life
Now the things
that will haunt him
till the day that he dies
is the smell of cheap whiskey
And the sound of goodbye
The smell of cheap whiskey
And the sound of goodbye