I hardly ever think about her I seldom say "I can't live without her" Till I hold a drink an' sit at the bar A sip an' 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 An' 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 drinkin' I've been drinkin' 'bout her all day Guess I still want 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 runnin' Through my mind all day Guess I still need her in a whiskey kind of way An' 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 drinkin' I've been drinkin' '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 drinkin' I've been drinkin' 'bout her all day Guess I still love her in a whiskey kind of way