Whiskey Soaked

Mr. Edgar Winter taught me to spend one day in his shoes
To play southern soul and rock and roll
And play the delta blues
But the Allman Brothers understood some times you’re born a rambling man
And the Guess Who knows there’s no time left
It was the weight that carried the Band

Chorus
Where did all the greats go legends lost in time
The replays of their muses quotes breathe in and solve the rhyme
Looking back their smooth attack Whiskey Soaked and the label black
There’s no turning back

Reverend Billy G was preaching at his barbeque
The lessons he was teaching singing baby kept me true
The Nuge gave me the fever the Toxic Twins showed me the rocks
Skynyrd kept me a simple man and Bon was buying shots

Slow ride on a big old jet airliner
Get lost in the circles of the vinyl