Cherry slushes and lime-aide,
you’d taste mine, I’d buy two.
We’d liven’ big cups with Tito’s Handmade. Good stuff, 80 proof.
Talkin’ big dreams to the bottom,
you’d fill my mind, I’d hold you.
That never got old.
Cold courage confessions with you.

But it’s a cold coffee mornin’,
a bitter beer at noon,
whisky lullabies at sundown,
just tryin’ to sleep without you.
Midnight’s dry thirst is choking this lonely memory to blue.
All that’ll quench my thirst now is a tall, cool drink of you.

That red wine that your daddy made,
it was sweet fine, like you.
We’d sip it in red cups, without spillin’ what was up. That was so cool.
We had plans for matching rings, my dress, roses, gold venue.
That never got drunk. ‘Cause we poured out the truth.

I’d buy it and try it, drink it up again & again!
I’d chug it and shotgun it,
be love drunk on it,………………………..Oh, I do!

But it’s a cold coffee mornin’,
a bitter beer at noon,
whisky lullabies at sundown,
just tryin’ to sleep without you.
Midnight’s dry thirst is chokin this lonely memory to blue!
All that’ll quench my thirst now is a tall, cool drink of you.

Yeah, Midnight’s dry thirst is chokin this lonely memory to blue!
All that’ll quench my thirst now is a tall, cool drink of you!