Whiskey, Bourbon, Black Eyes

Monday morning I woke up to the sound Of the rain fallin' down down on my hometown It's been rainin' for 3 whole weeks And I can't get you off my mind No matter how hard I try Whiskey rain (I'm fallin) I'm fallin' down in the gutter Bourbon mist (I can't see) I can't see straight anymore And in a fog of rye I'll see the airplanes fly Flying back to Texas or a place I've never tried Tuesday morning my head is poundin' again With a black eye reminder I get back in the saddle again Hold your head up high while your heart sinks low Hold your breath in moonlight and hope it passes slow Whiskey rain (I'm fallin) I'm fallin' down in the gutter Bourbon mist (I can't see) I can't see straight anymore And in a fog of rye I'll see the airplanes fly Flying back to Texas or a place I haven't tried Whiskey rain (I'm fallin) I'm fallin' down in the gutter Bourbon mist (I can't see) I can't see straight anymore And in a fog of rye I watch the airplanes fly Flying back to Texas or a place I haven't tried