Whiskey, Whiskey - Rita Coolidge

She’s a little bit of the sunshine

Just before the rain

A little like this quiet night

Before the cold winds came

She’s a little bit like the weather

I never know when she’s gonna change

She’s a part of my heart

And a whole lot of my pain

Whiskey, whiskey my old friend

I’ve come to talk with you again

Milk of mercy please be kind

Drive this feeling from my mind

Don’t you know, somehow her smile

Can make the day begin

She’d take away this mask of grey

And let the sun shine in

Now I find I’ve been blinded

By the cold and wintery wind

She disguised behind her eyes

Oh what a fool I’ve been