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Whiskey In My Water

Barry Seymour

Whiskey In My Water by Barry Seymour | Buy & License Beat

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Bluesy, boozy and full of bad behavior.
acoustic singersongwriter mellow
New Classic Rock!
Barry is an independent artist in Los Angeles, California with roots in Michigan's Upper Peninsula and a history of travel around the world and lives lived in San Diego, San Francisco and LA. These places and times inform his music with depth and authenticity. A singer-songwriter with skills in guitar and bass, Barry records in his private studio with help from artists around the country.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #43
Peak in subgenre #9
Author
Barry Seymour
Rights
(c) 2025 Barry Seymour
Uploaded
February 20, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 10.4 MB 320 kbps 4:32 minutes
Lossless
WAV 46.1 MB (no audio tag)
Meta Data
Samples
No samples, loops, or splices
BPM
0
Beat
4/4
Key
E maj
Vocals
Male
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Lyrics
Too much whiskey in my water, too much sugar in my tea Too much bacon in my breakfast, too many apples in my tree My appetite dont do me right, I take more than I need Im a half a million 12-steps from where Im sposed to be I get crazy, I get lazy, and I want it all for free Too much whiskey in my water, too much sugar in my tea Too much whiskey in my water, too much sugar in my tea These women in the linen, they say theyre here for me They may be fine, but every time, they wanna be queen bee They promise love forever, theyre lying, cant you see Too much heartbreak for this rattlesnake, I bite back, dont you see Too much whiskey in my water, too much sugar in my tea Too much, not enough, too little, too late My biggest, baddest problems are the ones that I create People try to tell me that Ive bitten off too much Dont have the heart to tell em its my backbone, not a crutch Too much whiskey in my water, too much sugar in my tea Too much lovin good for nothing, I become an absentee My dealer is a stealer, still hes callin out to me I need to get a lifeline, I'm sinkin' in the sea The answer is like cancer, that chemos not for me Too much whiskey in my water, too much sugar in my tea
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