He Brings Out The Whiskey In Me

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 is 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