He  brings  out  the  whiskey  in  me
When  it's  later  than  night-time  and  all  that's  good  is  asleep
He  brings  out  the  whiskey  in  me
We  were  just  thirteen  years  old
When  my  daddy's  liquor  cabinet
That  was  usually  closed
Is  where  we  found  Canadian  gold
When  you're  gettin  over  troubles  around
When  you're  gettin  over  lovers  that  have  let  you  down
When  you're  paying  for  the  past  It  all  don't  seem  so  bad
When  ice  is  ringing  in  your  whiskey  glass
I  can  hear  the  first  morning  train
It's  quarter  to  dawn  and  the  bottle's  gone
Go  to  sleep  before  the  sun  gets  strong
When  you're  gettin  over  troubles  around
When  you're  gettin  over  lovers  that  have  let  you  down
When  you're  paying  for  that  past
it  all  don't  seem  so  bad
when  ice  is  ringing  in  your  whiskey  glass
He  brings  out  the  whiskey  in  me
When  it's  later  than  night-time
and  all  that's  good  is  asleep
He  brings  out  the  whiskey  in  me
He  brings  out  the  whiskey  in  me