Keith Whitley
I'm no stranger to the rain
It starts rainin' and I start pourin'
I'll take hurt like hell in the mornin'
Over feelin' this way
There ain't a mirror in this house anymore
'Cause it kills me to see the guy that lets you leave
And walk right out the door
Kentucky bluebird, Kentucky bourbon
Sure got this ol' boy hurtin' in Tennessee
Good whiskey
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinking '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 said nothin' 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' you up like that
Gets me drinking '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 old boy hurtin' up here in Tennessee
Good whiskey
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinking '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
It starts rainin' and I start pourin'
I'll take hurt like hell in the mornin'
Over feelin' this way
There ain't a mirror in this house anymore
'Cause it kills me to see the guy that lets you leave
And walk right out the door
Kentucky bluebird, Kentucky bourbon
Sure got this ol' boy hurtin' in Tennessee
Good whiskey
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinking '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 said nothin' 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' you up like that
Gets me drinking '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 old boy hurtin' up here in Tennessee
Good whiskey
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinking '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
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Writer(s): Brad Clawson, Thomas Marc Archer, Jared Mullins
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