Was that a song about having
one more whiskey or
one more song about whiskey?

Either way, you had me at the title!
Fun write, exactly as promised. You've once again demonstrated the golden rule of sad country songs: when you think you've crossed the line, just keep on walking.
Speaking of walking:
Next thing I knew I was headed down death row
With shackles on my feet so I was walking mighty slowNow
that's a lyric!
