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 Canadien 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 strongIt's all wrong while your gone It's all wrong while your gone 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