Last night I got a call, news that made no sense at all
I couldn't believe it, the more I tried
I cursed your name and then I cried
I could have turned to anyone
It's too late now that you're gone
I found that bottle you gave me
That you brought back from Tennessee
And you said save it for a rainy day
And I think right now it'd be okay
To open it up and pour us one
Sit outside in the sun
And raise a toast to you my friend
All you were and could have been
Why let these blue skies get in the way
It sure feels like a rainy day
We should make good whiskey last
It's always good to have some
It's always warm and gone too fast
It's kind of like the life you lived
We never got enough of you
I can only hope you knew
That everyone looked up to you
So what the hell, let's have a drink
The weather's perfect, don't you think
And you said save it for a rainy day
But I think right now it'd be okay
To open it up and pour us one
Sit outside in the sun
And raise a toast to you my friend
All you were and could have been
Why let these blue skies get in the way
You said save it for a rainy day
But I think right now it'd be okay
It's okay to open it up and pour as one, to sit outside in the sun and raise a toast to you, my friend. All you were and could have been. Why let these blue skies get in the way? It sure feels like a rainy day.
It's a rainy day.