they could quit making whiskey they could stop stomping grapes if it wasn t for fools like me with hearts that break they could close all the breweries and they can lock up the bars if it wasn t for women like you who leaves loving scars and i can t quit drinking lord knows i ve tried i m gonna wear this whiskey glass stare till my memories go blind now i can t quit drinking and it will kill me they say and if heaven s sweet shores have swinging doors i ll find them someday you know i thought it all over and i still don t understand with millions of women how could one mean so much to a man a woman and whiskey they re so much alike cause just when you need em the most you re left high and dry and i can t quit drinking lord knows i ve tried so i m gonna wear this whiskey glass stare till my memories go blind  cause i can t quit drinking and it ll kill me they say and if heaven s sweet shores have swinging doors i ll find them someday yes if heaven s sweet shores have swinging doors i ll find them someday