Dierks Bentley - Bourbon in kentucky

There a^Bin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Eget you. No there a^Bin't enough matches I can strike To set afire the memory o^Ef you.

^G#mUp goes down, right's gone left ^F#mme behind. ^EWheels spin round, rev^C#merse stuck in my mind.

There a^Bin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Eget you. No there a^Bin't enough bottles I could break To make 'em feel as broken as ^EI do. Stack ^G#mup every barrel Since the ^F#mday it was made. Satis^Efaction guaranteed to ^C#mkill the pain.

But there a^Bin't enough kisses from a stranger On a long wild night to ever make it alright If it a^Ein't you. In my a^Brms, in my bed, yeah to hell with all the rest

Nothing e^Else will do. What's the use. [CHORUS] There a^Bin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Eget you. No there a^Bin't enough bottles I could drain To make 'em feel as empty as ^EI do. With my ^G#mmouth wide open In a ^F#mwhiskey rain I could s^Etand there 24 ^C#mhours a day.

But there a^Bin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Eget you. No there a^Bin't enough bottles I could drain To make 'em feel as empty as ^EI do. No there a^Bin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Eget you. So for^Bget you.