Luke Combs - Wish Upon a Whiskey (Official Studio Video)

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Listen to “Wish Upon a Whiskey” from Luke’s new album, The Way I Am available now!

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Lyrics:

Jack Daniel’s Black Label

Empty dining room table

Here we go again

Another last resort, so help me Jesus

The silence, so quiet

It’s filling my mind with

Everything we were that wasn’t

Once again, I fall to pieces

I gave up on a shooting star

It’d have to fall down way too far

To fix this kinda feeling that I’m feeling

I tried the back pew of that church

Read every chapter, every verse

But all my prayers, they always hit the ceiling

So I do the only thing that don’t make me feel empty

Pull that bottle out and wish upon a whiskey

No chance at redemption

When there’s no one listening

Trying to keep my head above the water

I’m my own worst enemy

‘Cause I just keep drowning in this Tennessee

I gave up on a shooting star

It’d have to fall down way too far

To fix this kinda feeling that I’m feeling

I tried the back pew of that church

Read every chapter, every verse

But all my prayers, they always hit the ceiling

So I do the only thing that don’t make me feel empty

Pull that bottle out and wish upon a whiskey

Here comes the burn

I love to hate

It’s all I got ever since

I gave up on a shooting star

It’d have to fall down way too far

To fix this kinda feeling that I’m feeling

I tried the back pew of that church

Read every chapter, every verse

But all my prayers, they always hit the ceiling

So I do the only thing that don’t make me feel empty

Pull that bottle out and wish upon a whiskey

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