The sun still came up even after you leftBut it don't shine on me muchAnd since you've been goneEvery now and then I need something a little more strongSo I find a ball, find a stoolFind a glass and let it do thatOld-fashioned feeling againThe bourbon is stirring slowOhOld-fashioned feeling againAs your memory's creeping inGot me sipping on this midnight mixtureSweet times and bittersLet you down easyThat old-fashioned feeling againAnd pour meA little love on the rocksRose-colored reverieAnd I'll be all rightI know it won't get me throughBut it'll get me through the nightThrough the tearsDrowning trueWorks till it don'tAin't nothing in thatOld-fashioned feeling againThe bourbon is stirring slowOhAs your memory's creeping inGot me sipping on this midnight mixtureOf sweet times and bittersLet you down easyThat old-fashioned feeling againThat old-fashioned feelingSo I find a ball, find a stoolFind a glass and let it do thatOohOld-fashioned feeling againThe bourbon is stirring slowAs your memory's creeping inGot me sipping on this midnight mixtureOf sweet times and bittersLet you down easyIs it an old-fashioned feeling again?An old-fashioned feelingAn old-fashioned feelingAn old-fashioned feeling