| The Following Things Should Be Virtual ForeverMaybe if I was a neon light I’d lead your car right back to my door Oh, maybe if I was a jukebox needle dropping on a drinking song You’d want one more If my name was Whiskey Maybe right now you’d miss me |
| ‘Hoop Dreams’ at 25: The movie may have ended, but the story plays onWhat good can drinkin’ do, what good can drinkin’ do? Lord, I drink all night but the next day I still feel blue. There’s a glass on the table, they say it’s gonna ease all my pain, And there’s a glass on the table, they say it’s gonna ease all my pain. But I drink it down, an’ the next day I feel the same. Gimme whiskey, gimme bourbon, give me gin. Oh, gimme whiskey, give me bourbon, gimme gin. ‘Cause it don’t matter what I’m drinkin’, Lord, as long as it drown this sorrow I’m in. |
| Buffalo Trace Distillery Continues to ‘Raise the Roof’ on its $1.2 Billion Bourbon Production ExpansionThere was a time, I could drink my cares away And drown out all of the heartaches That hurt me night and day When the thought of you came crashing thruough I’d have one more But now the whiskey ain’t workin’ anymore |
| The Secret SIMs Used By Criminals to Spoof Any NumberOne bourbon, one scotch, one beer Well I ain’t seen my baby since I don’t know when I’ve been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin Gonna get high man I’m gonna get loose Need me a triple shot of that juice Gonna get drunk don’t you have no fear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer |
| How the Oreo cookie went from unknown knock-off to the world’s most popular cookie, as a result of a sibling rivalry between baker brothersI’m drowning in a whiskey river Bathin’ my memory’s mind in the wetness of its soul Feeling the amber current flowing from my mind To a warm and empty heart you left so cold Whiskey river, take my mind (whiskey river take my mind) Don’t let her memory torture me (don’t let her memory torture me) Whiskey river, don’t run dry You’re all I got, take care of me |
| Drink like Da Vinci: Italy is bringing back its 17th-century ‘wine windows’She ain’t into wine and roses Beer just makes her turn up her nose and She can’t stand the thought of sippin’ champagne No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain’t enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin’ with a little more edge and a little more plain She’s my little whiskey Girl She’s my little whiskey Girl My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like ’em rough |