And he'll start drinking Then he'll start thinking about her again Again and again He must've bribed the jukebox 'Cause those ol' sad songs just won't end They just won't end His ol' broken heart still burns with desire 'Cause you can't put out an old flame by pouring whiskey on the fire And tonight he'll make a toast to her memory And then he'll take another shot of a hundred proof misery And his old broken heart still burns with desire 'Cause you can't put out an old flame pouring whiskey on the fire ♪ His tears fall like rain but his pain just won't die down 'Cause there's another blaze that's brewing as he buys another round And tonight he'll make a toast to her memory Then he'll take a double shot of a hundred proof misery And his old broken heart still burns with desire 'Cause you can't put out an old flame by pouring whiskey No you can't put out an old flame by pouring whiskey He'll start drinking then he'll start thinking about her again...