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Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land |
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And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. |
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Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor |
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"Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" |
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The only thing that was wrong with him |
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Was Johnny Walker's Red |
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He drank ole poison whiskey |
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'Til it killed him dead. |
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It happened back in the bayou many years ago |
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Satan came to take him and he did it real slow |
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Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor |
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The doctor just shook his head, |
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"Twenty years of rotgut whiskey |
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Done killed the poor man dead." |
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He drank ole poison whiskey |
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'Til it killed him dead. |
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Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see |
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Ain't no future in ole poison whiskey. |
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They're gonna rush you down to see the doctor, |
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The doctor's gonna shake his head. |
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The only thing he's gonna tell ya |
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"Stop drinkin' Johnny Walker's Red |
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Don't drink poison whiskey, don't you drink it boy. |
