Old Fashioned Feeling

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 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 (fashioned feeling) Old-fashioned feeling