Love is a mystery, it's a tricky thingIt's more than a word, it's more than a ringWhen the right thing turns to wrongTurns on into a lonesome songAnd everybody knows how it goes when it doesAnd the bottle holds the whiskey, the whiskey holds the manThe man holds the bottle when it's all that's leftAnd the left-hand lights what the right-hand holdsThe smoke can't hide what the heart regrets'Cause the heart holds the memory and the memory holds the pastAnd the past holds the woman at the bottom of the glassSo I don't have a problemIf I don't see the bottomI played it all over, over in my mindI'm lookin' for reasonI just can't findWish I knew what I could blameWithout a moment, I could nameI don't have a thing that I recallAnd the bottle holds the whiskey, the whiskey holds the manThe man holds the bottle when it's all that's leftAnd the left-hand lights what the right-hand holdsThe smoke can't hide what the heart regrets'Cause the heart holds the memory, and the memory holds the pastAnd the past holds the woman at the bottom of the glassSo I don't have a problemIf I don't see the bottom'Cause the heart holds the memory and the memory holds the pastAnd the past holds the woman at the bottom of the glassSo I don't have a problemBut I don't see the bottomWhoa, the hurt's holdin' me, and I'm holdin' onTo a hundred-proof truth and a hope that's long goneSo I don't have a problemIf I don't see the bottom
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Christopher Alvin Stapleton (Lexington, Kentucky; 15 de abril de 1978), más conocido como Chris Stapleton, es un cantante, compositor y guitarrista estadounidense. Es un compositor reconocido contando con seis N. 1 incluyendo «Never Wanted Nothing More» el…
