There's nothin' easy about a Sunday

In this church pew with my family

The small town where I was raised

Lookin' back on, all the sins of my ways

And theres nothin' easy about a Sunday

There's somethin' lonely about this barstool

With this guitar playing for a crowd

but none of them are you

When I'm thinkin' about all the hell I put you through

And theres somethin' lonely about this barstool

And I can't make the words to what I tell you right

Livin' my life one glass at a time

As much as I'd like to sing a song

that just might make you miss me

I can't write a love song drinkin' whiskey

There's something missin', from the old days

When my grandpa worked his fingers

to the bone pickin' cotton and haulin' hay

All I can imagine is a song that I can play

And there's somethin' missin' from the old days

There's nothin' sober about me these days

In our bedroom with this guitar

and that black label's took your place

And it don't burn me, no I've even started to like the taste

There's nothin' sober about me these days

And I can't make the words to what I tell you right

Livin' my life one glass at a time

As much as I'd like to sing a song

that just might make you miss me

I can't write a love song drinkin' whiskey

Drinkin' whiskey