[Refrain]
G                C    D                     G 
If whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy 
G                    D   C                G 
Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy 
G                   C    D                     G 
But it's money well spent just to help me feel free 
G                 D       C                      G 
From the pain she creates when she's cheating on me
[Strophe]
G                D     C                    G 
Well she's at it again, living high on the streets 
G                    D    C                  G 
So I reach for the bottle just to help me to sleep 
G                 C  D               G 
And I lay here in bed and dream of a time 
G            D       C              G 
When she was content with being all mine
[Refrain]
G                C    D                     G 
If whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy 
G                    D   C                G 
Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy 
G                   C    D                     G 
But it's money well spent just to help me feel free 
G                 D       C                      G 
From the pain she creates when she's cheating on me
[Strophe]
G                   D  C                         G 
She'll come back to me when the lights have gone down 
G                    D   C            G 
And she's ran out of men to buy her a round 
G                     C   D                     G 
But she dreads coming home to that drunk in her bed 
G            D     C               G 
Who's living alone hanging on by a thread
[Refrain]
G                C    D                     G 
If whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy 
G                    D   C                G 
Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy 
G                   C    D                     G 
But it's money well spent just to help me feel free 
G                 D       C                      G 
From the pain she creates when she's cheating on me