Dierks Bentley - Bourbon in kentucky

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

^AUp goes down, right's gone lef^Gt me behind. ^FWheels spin round, rev^Dmerse stuck in my mind.

There a^Cin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Fget you. No there a^Cin't enough bottles I could break To make 'em feel as broken as ^FI do. Stack ^Aup every barrel Since the ^Gday it was made. Satis^Ffaction guaranteed to ^Dmkill the pain.

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

Nothing e^Flse will do. What's the use. [CHORUS] There a^Cin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Fget you. No there a^Cin't enough bottles I could drain To make 'em feel as empty as ^FI do. With my ^Amouth wide open In a ^Gwhiskey rain I could s^Ftand there 24 ^Dmhours a day.

But there a^Cin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Fget you. No there a^Cin't enough bottles I could drain To make 'em feel as empty as ^FI do. No there a^Cin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Fget you. So for^Cget you.