Them Lynchburg clouds are hanging

Low in this neon sky

Looks like it's gonna be a hell of a storm tonight

I'm hunkered down and sipping

Too much of something strong

Someone should probably tell the weatherman he got it wrong

Ooh, ooh

Coulda used a warning, baby

Ooh, ooh

Since you been gone

It's raining whiskey in this bar

Two in the morning

And it's pouring on a broken heart

Yeah, I can hear the thunder roll when I throw 'em back

Yeah, you know, as long as you ain't with me

There's a hundred proof chance

It's rainin' whiskey in this bar

Yeah, it's rainin' whiskey in this bar

This lighting in a bottle

Ain't 'bout to change anything

So let it rain down until it drowns out your memory

I'm talking

One shot, two shot, three shot, four

Tell the bartender we gon' need some more

Like Lynchburg, Lynchburg, one more time

If it rains, it pours tonight

And it's raining whiskey in this bar

Two in the morning

And it's pouring on a broken heart

Yeah, I can hear the thunder roll when I throw 'em back

Yeah, you know, as long as you ain't with me

There's a hundred proof chance

It's rainin' whiskey in this bar

Yeah, it's rainin' whiskey in this bar

It's coming down

It's coming down

Bottle after bottle

Round after round

It's coming down

It's coming down

Bottle after bottle

Till they all run out

It's raining whiskey in this bar

Two in the morning

And it's pouring on a broken heart

Yeah, I can hear the thunder roll when I throw 'em back

Yeah, you know, as long as you ain't with me

There's a hundred proof chance

It's rainin' whiskey in this bar

Yeah, it's rainin' whiskey in this bar

It's rainin' whiskey in this bar

Yeah, it's rainin' whiskey in this bar