Topic: I Wish This Sad Song Wasn't Mine
I wanted to write a sad country song, so I did. Now there is a song titled: "I Wish This Sad Song Wasn't Mine", that is mine.
This is the product of one years worth of work. I hope you enjoy it.
***See the re-written version below.***
I Wish This Sad Song Wasn't MineBy Wayne Fiala
[D]If whiskey flowed down Whiskey [G]River,
I'd drink that river [D]dry.
Then fill it back up a[A]gain,
with these tears from my [D]eyes.
I saw you at Whiskey [A]River,
kissin your ol' [D]friend.
You look happy in his [A]arms.
Guess you're still in love with [D]him.
"Girl", you're married to a[G]nother.
What you're doin just ain't [D]right.
I saw him cryin in a bar [A]room,
drinkin whiskey half the [D]night.
(Short Brake)
He took off his wedding [A]ring.
Said I don't want this [D]thing.
He downed a shot of [A]whiskey,
then I heard him [D]sing:
I drink my whiskey from a [G]bottle,
one shot at a [D]time.
While I'm singing to the bar-[A]maid,
I wish this sad song wasn't [D]mine.
I get my lovin from the bar-[G]maid,
one shot at a [D]time.
While I'm singing to the [A]whiskey,
I wish this sad song wasn't [D]mine.
(Short Brake)
He slipped the bar-maid a [A]twenty.
Rolled up in it, was his [D]ring.
As the bar-maid poured more [A]whiskey,
she cried when she heard him [D]sing:
Girl, you're married to a[G]nother.
What you're doin just ain't [D]right.
Now, I'm cryin in a bar [A]room,
drinkin whiskey half the [D]night.
If whiskey flowed down Whiskey [G]River,
Lord, I'd drink that river [D]dry.
Then fill it back up a[A]gain,
with all these tears from my [D]eyes.
I drink my whiskey from a [A]bottle.
I wish this sad song wasn't [D]mine.
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Re-write, "I wish This Sad Song Wasn't Mine" v2
(Intro)
[D]We saw you down by the [A]River,
Dancin with your old boy [D]friend.
You looked happy in his [A]arms.
Are you still in love with [D]him?
(Bridge)
Girl, you're married to my [G]brother.
What you're doin just ain't [D]right.
I found him cryin in a bar [A]room,
drinkin whiskey half the [D]night.
(Very Short Brake)
(Verse 1)
He was blurry eyed and [A]cryin.
Oh.. Oh.. Tear drops fell like [D]rain.
He was fallin ap[A]part,
when he tried to sing: Her Cold Cold [D]Heart.
(Verse 2)
Then he looked me in the [A]eye.
Said: I've lost her to that other [D]guy.
She traded me for [A]lust.
She'll never know the tears it's [D]cost.
(Chorus 1)
And if whiskey flowed down Whiskey [G]River,
I'd drink that river [D]dry. Oh.. Oh.. Oh..
Then fill it back up a[A]gain,
with all these tears from my [D]eyes.
(Chorus 2)
I could jump right in that [G]river!
and swim from shore to [D]shore.
"that's for sure"
Then just keep on [A]goin.
I cain't take this pain no [D]more!
(Short Brake)
(Verse 3)
He took off his wedding [A]ring.
Said I cain't wear this [D]thing.
We downed a double [A]shot,
and kept on drinkin while he [D]sang:
(Verse 4)
I drink my whiskey from a [G]bottle,
one shot at a [D]time.
While I'm singing to the bar-[A]maid,
I wish this sad song wasn't [D]mine.
(Verse 5)
I get my lovin from the bar-[G]maid,
one shot at a [D]time.
While I'm singing to the [A]whiskey,
I wish this sad song wasn't [D]mine.
(Short Brake)
(Verse 6)
He slipped the bar-maid a [A]twenty.
Rolled tightely in it, was his [D]ring.
As the bar-maid unrolled [A]it,
she wept when she heard him [D]sing:
(Bridge 2)
Girl, you're married to me [G]now.
What you're doin just ain't [D]right.
You've got me cryin in bar [A]rooms,
drinkin whiskey half the [D]night.
(Chorus1)
If whiskey flowed down Whiskey [G]River,
I'd drink that river [D]dry.
Then fill it back up a[A]gain,
with all these tears from my [D]eyes.
(Outro)
I drink my whiskey from a [A]bottle.
(Speak) Whiskey River...
I wish this sad song wasn't [D]mine.
