I am a young man
Just born too old
Set out for glory
I found fool’s gold

I blame me
Nobody else
Didn’t care for others
I lived for myself

Found out the truth
To be all lies
I had become
the shit I despise

Now it’s too late
Wasted my days
Devil’s in the bottle
Tried to drink him away

Drinking old whiskey
My youth flies by
Drinking old whiskey
I’m running out of light

And if you are a rebel
You’ll die all alone
Drinking old whiskey
Got nowhere to go


I have nothing
Nothing left to lose
With my past I’m
ready for the noose

I’ll sit a while
Drink old JD
Dream of things that
just might have been