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