I Think You Oughta Try Whiskey

[Chorus: Corb Lund & Jaida Dreyer]
Well, I think you oughta try whiskey, babe
Well, I think you oughta try gin
Well, gin sounds kinda risky, babe
Whiskey makes me cringe
Yeah, but whiskey makes you frisky, babe
Oh, much to my chagrin
Well, I think you oughta try whiskey, babe
Well, I think you oughta try gin

[Verse 1: Corb Lund & Jaida Dreyer]
Whiskey makes me feel as though I'm smart and tough and tall
It makes me think of things I never thought about at all (That's true)
And I don't know why anyone wouldn't wanna at least try
A drop of corn or rye or wheat or barley 'fore they die

[Verse 2: Jaida Dreyer & Corb Lund]
Whiskey makes you do things that perhaps you mightn't oughta
It's a demon every drink and there's a fight in every bottle
Whiskey makes you act as though the whole world owes you somethin' (Well, it does)
And I love you, but when you're that high, you ain't all that, dumplin', mm-mm

[Chorus: Corb Lund & Jaida Dreyer]
Well, I think you oughta try whiskey, babe
Well, I think you oughta try gin
Well, gin sounds kinda risky, babe
Oh, and whiskey makes me cringe
Yeah, but whiskey makes you frisky, babe
Oh, much to my chagrin
Well, I think you oughta try whiskey, babe
Well, I think you oughta try gin

[Verse 3: Jaida Dreyer & Corb Lund]
Gin seems so sophisticated, classy, crisp and clean (Mhm)
Hints of piney juniper, of England and the Queen
It makes me feel so ladylike and it gives me what I need
And Lord knows with how we’re living, I'll take any help I see

[Verse 4: Corb Lund & Jaida Dreyer]
Well, when you're drinking gin, you put your nose up in the air (Is that right?)
You strut around the room and act like I'm not even there (Most times you're not)
You slur your words and paw at every rich man through the door
If I want a taste that bitter, I'll go find a two-by-four

[Chorus: Corb Lund & Jaida Dreyer]
Well, I think you oughta try whiskey, babe
Well, I think you oughta try gin
Well, gin sounds kinda risky, babe
Well, whiskey makes me cringe
Yeah, but whiskey makes you frisky, babe
Oh, much to my chagrin
Well, I think you oughta try whiskey, babe
Well, I think you oughta try gin
I think you oughta try whiskey, babe
I think you oughta try gin

[Chorus: Corb Lund & Jaida Dreyer]
Maybe I have
Liar