Whiskey Lullaby

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3rd person POV

Thomas put him out like the burnin end of a midnight cigaret.

He broke his heart, Newt spent his whole life tryin to forget.

We watched Newt drink his pain away a little at a time.

But he never could get drunk enough to get Tommy off his mind.

Until the night,

He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.

Finally drank away Tommy's memory.

Life is short but this time it was bigger, than the strength he had to get up off his knees.

They found him with his face down in the pillow.

With a note that said "I love him till I die"

And when we buried him beneath the willow, the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.

La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la

The rumors flew, but nobody knew how much Thomas blamed himself. For years and years he tried to hide the whiskey on his breath.

He finally drank his pain away a little at a time.

But he never could get drunk enough to get Newt off his mind.

Until the night,

He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.

And finally drank away Newts memory.

Life is short, but this time it was bigger than the strength he had to get up off his knees.

We found him with his face down in the pillow.

Clinging to Newts picture for dear life.

We laid him next to Newt beneath the willow.

While the Angels sang a whiskey lullaby.

La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la

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