It Won't Hurt - 1981 Demo; 2006 Remaster

It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
 And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
 It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
 But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
 Today I had another bout with sorrow
 You know this time I almost won
 If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow
 I know that I'd have sorrow on the run
 It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
 And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
 It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
 But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
 Your memory comes back up with each sunrise
 I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone
 Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me
 To face this cold, cold world on my own
 It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
 And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
 It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
 But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
 Even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me...