Keith Whitley

I'm no stranger to the rain

It starts rainin', I start pourin'

I'll take hurt like hell in the mornin'

Over feeling this way

There ain't a mirror in this house anymore

'Cause it kills me to see

The guy that let you leave

And walk right out the door

Kentucky bluebird, Kentucky bourbon

Sure got this ole boy hurtin' in Tennessee

Good whiskey, girl, it just don't last

When Keith Whitley, keeps bringin' ya up like that

Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was

The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon

Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you

I hate the way you say nothing at all

I guess you said what you had to say

But what's killin' me tonight

Is when he's lovin' on you, baby, you don't close your eyes

Good whiskey, girl, it just don't last

When Keith Whitley, keeps bringin' ya up like that

Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was

The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon

Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you

Miami, my Amy

You sure got this ole boy hurtin' up here in Tennessee

Good whiskey, girl, it just don't last

When Keith Whitley, keeps bringin' ya up like that

Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was

The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon

Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you