I'm no stranger to the rain
It starts rainin' I start pourin'
I take hurt like Hell in the morning
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 ole boy hurtin' Tennessee
Good whiskey, girl it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Get's me drinking 'bout us, and what it was
The things I love got a way of getting gone too soon
Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley, and you