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 ol' boy hurtin' in Tennessee And 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 ol' 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 --- Keith Whitley - Morgan Wallen