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 let 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, ooh
My Amy, 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