I hardly ever think about her
I seldom say "I can't live without her"
'Til I hold a drink and sit at the bar
A sip and it all goes straight to my heart
Like that song on the jukebox
Her memory starts to play
Guess I still want her
In a whiskey kind of way

And when I'm sober, I say it's over, she can't get to me
I'm a million miles away from her memory 
They say the truth comes out when you're drinking
I've been drinking 'bout her all day
Guess I still love her 
In a whiskey kind of way

I talk to Joe behind the counter
And every fool I meet about her
I steel my heart to anyone
Who'll buy a drink for the lonely one 
What ran her off's had her running through my mind all day
Guess I still need her in a whiskey kind of way

And when I'm sober, I say: "It's over, she can't get to me
I'm a million miles away from her memory" 
They say the truth comes out when you're drinking
I've been drinking 'bout her all day
Guess I still love her 
In a whiskey kind of way

Oh, don't the truth comes out when you're drinking
I've been drinking 'bout her all day
Guess I still love her 
In a whiskey kind of way