We were drifting down a river
Made of whiskey and wasted time,
Two lovers bound together
Paying our love no mind

And all the nights were sleepless and hollow
From drinking all day alone,
So far from where i ought to be
And so close to calling it home

I got married to the bottle
And stay committed one drink at a time,
Might run out of love once we reach the bottom
But i'll be saying my vows tonight

Well his daughter was born in december
Onthe same day her brother died
Oh the river never went empty
And neither did i
But that current would carry our bodies
Through the mess and the rest of our crimes,
With my lover right beside me
Straight through to the day we die

Married to the bottle
Stay committed one drink at a time
Might run out of love once we reach the bottom
But i'll be saying my vows tonight