Old Fashioned Feeling Songtext
The sun still came up
Even after you'd left
But it don't shine on me much
And since you've been gone
Every now and then I need
Something a little more strong
So, I find a bar, find a stool
Find a glass, and let it do
That old fashioned feeling again
Even after you'd left
But it don't shine on me much
And since you've been gone
Every now and then I need
Something a little more strong
So, I find a bar, find a stool
Find a glass, and let it do
That old fashioned feeling again
The bourbon is stirring
Slow as your memory's creeping in
Got me sipping on this
Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters
That let you down easy
That old fashioned feeling again
Come pour me
A little love on the rocks
Rose colored reverie
And I'll be alright
No it won't get me through
But it'll get me through the night
Through the tears, tried and true
Works 'til it don't, ain't nothing new
That old fashioned feeling again
The bourbon is stirring
Slow as your memory's creeping in
Got me sipping on this Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters
That let you down easy
That old fashioned feeling again
That old fashioned feeling
So, I find a bar, find a stool
Find a glass, and let it do
That old fashioned feeling again
The bourbon is stirring
Slow as your memory's creeping in
Got me sipping on this
Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters
That let you down easy
That old fashioned feeling again
That old fashioned feeling
That old fashioned feeling
Old fashioned feeling
Slow as your memory's creeping in
Got me sipping on this
Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters
That let you down easy
That old fashioned feeling again
Come pour me
A little love on the rocks
Rose colored reverie
And I'll be alright
No it won't get me through
But it'll get me through the night
Through the tears, tried and true
Works 'til it don't, ain't nothing new
That old fashioned feeling again
The bourbon is stirring
Slow as your memory's creeping in
Got me sipping on this Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters
That let you down easy
That old fashioned feeling again
That old fashioned feeling
So, I find a bar, find a stool
Find a glass, and let it do
That old fashioned feeling again
The bourbon is stirring
Slow as your memory's creeping in
Got me sipping on this
Midnight mixture of sweet times and bitters
That let you down easy
That old fashioned feeling again
That old fashioned feeling
That old fashioned feeling
Old fashioned feeling
