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