Dierks Bentley - Bourbon in kentucky

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

^EmUp goes down, right's gone left^D me behind. ^CWheels spin round, rev^Amerse stuck in my mind.

There a^Gin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Cget you. No there a^Gin't enough bottles I could break To make 'em feel as broken as ^CI do. Stack ^Emup every barrel Since the ^Dday it was made. Satis^Cfaction guaranteed to ^Amkill the pain.

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

Nothing e^Clse will do. What's the use. [CHORUS] There a^Gin't enough bourbon in Kentucky For me to for^Cget you. No there a^Gin't enough bottles I could drain To make 'em feel as empty as ^CI do. With my ^Emmouth wide open In a ^Dwhiskey rain I could s^Ctand there 24 ^Amhours a day.

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