All you whiskey haters need to recognize. When you drink it it's like... like...
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
None of this compares to drinking whiskey
Cream colored bottles and crisp refreshing flavors
Drunkenly ringing doorbells then running off and laughing
Running your mouth at a bar, taking swings
All of this comes with drinking whiskey
Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, St. George and McCarthy's
Rye, wheat, corn, bourbons, and single malt whiskeys
A Drop of the Irish? Oh dear God yes please
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember I've got some whiskey
And then I don't feel so bad