Whiskey in My Hand

[Verse]
Well the jukebox plays a lonesome tune,
As I nurse this drink beneath the neon moon.
The bartender knows my name by now,
Guess it's true, I've been around.
[Chorus]
Raise a glass for the highs, and drink to the lows,
To the friends we've made, and the ones we know.
In this old bar where the stories land,
Tonight it's just me and whiskey in my hand.
[Verse 2]
There's laughter rollin' through the smoky air,
Two-steppin' couples without a care.
Ain't no judgment, we’ve all got scars,
The truth flows free inside these bars.
[Chorus]
Raise a glass for the highs, and drink to the lows,
To the friends we've made, and the ones we know.
In this old bar where the stories land,
Tonight it's just me and whiskey in my hand.
[Bridge]
The lights might dim, but the heart still sings,
Through broken dreams and wedding rings.
We come here to forget, but find a way,
To face another damn hard day.
[Chorus]
Raise a glass for the highs, and drink to the lows,
To the friends we've made, and the ones we know.
In this old bar where the stories land,
Tonight it's just me and whiskey in my hand.

country, male vocals, acoustic