Old Fashioned Feeling

The sun still came up

Even after you'd left, but it don't shine on me much

And since you've been gone

Every now and then I need something a little more strong

So, I find a bar, find a stool

Find a glass, and let it do

That old-fashioned feeling again

The bourbon is stirring

Slow as your memory's creeping in

Got me sipping on this

Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters

That let you down easy

That old-fashioned feeling again

Come pour me

A little love on the rocks, rose colored reverie

And I'll be alright

No, it won't get me through, but it'll get me through the night

Through the tears, tried and true

Works 'til it don't, ain't nothing new

That old-fashioned feeling again

The bourbon is stirring

Slow as your memory's creeping in

Got me sipping on this

Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters

That let you down easy

That old-fashioned feeling again

That old-fashioned feeling

So, I find a bar, find a stool

Find a glass, and let it do

That old-fashioned feeling again

The bourbon is stirring

Slow as your memory's creeping in

Got me sipping on this

Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters

That let you down easy

That old-fashioned feeling again

That old-fashioned feeling

That old-fashioned feeling (fashioned feeling)

Old-fashioned feeling