Rye Wiskey Lyrics
| Song | Rye Wiskey |
| Artist | Tex Ritter |
| Album | The House Carpenter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : ZEQUINHA ABREU,, ERVIN DRAKE | |
| 作曲 : ZEQUINHA ABREU,, ERVIN DRAKE | |
| Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old | |
| You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold | |
| It's a whiskey, you villain, you've been my downfall | |
| You've kicked me, you've cuffed me, but I love you for all | |
| It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die | |
| I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry | |
| If the hard times don't kill me, I'll lay down and die | |
| I'll tune up my fiddle and I 'll rosin my bow | |
| I'll make myself welcome, wherever I go | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die | |
| Beefsteak when I'm hungry red liquor when I'm dry | |
| Greenbacks when I'm hard up and religion when I die | |
| They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own | |
| All them that don't like me, can leave me alone | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die | |
| Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum | |
| Sometimes I drink brandy, at other times none | |
| But if I get boozey, my whiskey's my own | |
| And them that don't like me, can leave me alone | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die | |
| If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck | |
| I'd dive to the bottom to get one sweet suck | |
| But the ocean ain't whiskey and I ain't a duck | |
| So we'll round up the cattle and then we'll get drunk | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If the whiskey don't kill me, I'll live till I die | |
| My foot's in my stirrup, my bridle's in my hand | |
| I'm leaving sweet Lillie, the fairest in the land | |
| Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor | |
| They say I'm unworthy to enter her door | |
| It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die | |
| Sweet milk when I'm hungry, rye whiskey when I'm dry | |
| If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die | |
| I'll buy my own whiskey, I'll make my own stew | |
| If I get drunk, madam, it's nothing to you | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die | |
| I'll drink my own whiskey, I'll drink my own wine | |
| Some ten thousand bottles I've killed in my time | |
| I've no wife to quarrel, no babies to bawl | |
| The best way of living is no wife at all | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die | |
| Way up on Clinch Mountain I wander alone | |
| I'm as drunk as the devil, oh, let me alone | |
| You may boast of your knowledge an' brag of your sense | |
| 'Twill all be forgotten a hundred years hence | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, you're no friend to me | |
| You killed my poor daddy, God damn you, try me |
| zuo ci : ZEQUINHA ABREU, , ERVIN DRAKE | |
| zuo qu : ZEQUINHA ABREU, , ERVIN DRAKE | |
| Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old | |
| You' ve robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold | |
| It' s a whiskey, you villain, you' ve been my downfall | |
| You' ve kicked me, you' ve cuffed me, but I love you for all | |
| It' s a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If I don' t get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die | |
| I' ll eat when I' m hungry, I' ll drink when I' m dry | |
| If the hard times don' t kill me, I' ll lay down and die | |
| I' ll tune up my fiddle and I ' ll rosin my bow | |
| I' ll make myself welcome, wherever I go | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| Beefsteak when I' m hungry red liquor when I' m dry | |
| Greenbacks when I' m hard up and religion when I die | |
| They say I drink whiskey, my money' s my own | |
| All them that don' t like me, can leave me alone | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum | |
| Sometimes I drink brandy, at other times none | |
| But if I get boozey, my whiskey' s my own | |
| And them that don' t like me, can leave me alone | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck | |
| I' d dive to the bottom to get one sweet suck | |
| But the ocean ain' t whiskey and I ain' t a duck | |
| So we' ll round up the cattle and then we' ll get drunk | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If the whiskey don' t kill me, I' ll live till I die | |
| My foot' s in my stirrup, my bridle' s in my hand | |
| I' m leaving sweet Lillie, the fairest in the land | |
| Her parents don' t like me, they say I' m too poor | |
| They say I' m unworthy to enter her door | |
| It' s a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If I don' t get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die | |
| Sweet milk when I' m hungry, rye whiskey when I' m dry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| I' ll buy my own whiskey, I' ll make my own stew | |
| If I get drunk, madam, it' s nothing to you | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| I' ll drink my own whiskey, I' ll drink my own wine | |
| Some ten thousand bottles I' ve killed in my time | |
| I' ve no wife to quarrel, no babies to bawl | |
| The best way of living is no wife at all | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| Way up on Clinch Mountain I wander alone | |
| I' m as drunk as the devil, oh, let me alone | |
| You may boast of your knowledge an' brag of your sense | |
| ' Twill all be forgotten a hundred years hence | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, you' re no friend to me | |
| You killed my poor daddy, God damn you, try me |
| zuò cí : ZEQUINHA ABREU, , ERVIN DRAKE | |
| zuò qǔ : ZEQUINHA ABREU, , ERVIN DRAKE | |
| Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old | |
| You' ve robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold | |
| It' s a whiskey, you villain, you' ve been my downfall | |
| You' ve kicked me, you' ve cuffed me, but I love you for all | |
| It' s a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If I don' t get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die | |
| I' ll eat when I' m hungry, I' ll drink when I' m dry | |
| If the hard times don' t kill me, I' ll lay down and die | |
| I' ll tune up my fiddle and I ' ll rosin my bow | |
| I' ll make myself welcome, wherever I go | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| Beefsteak when I' m hungry red liquor when I' m dry | |
| Greenbacks when I' m hard up and religion when I die | |
| They say I drink whiskey, my money' s my own | |
| All them that don' t like me, can leave me alone | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum | |
| Sometimes I drink brandy, at other times none | |
| But if I get boozey, my whiskey' s my own | |
| And them that don' t like me, can leave me alone | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck | |
| I' d dive to the bottom to get one sweet suck | |
| But the ocean ain' t whiskey and I ain' t a duck | |
| So we' ll round up the cattle and then we' ll get drunk | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If the whiskey don' t kill me, I' ll live till I die | |
| My foot' s in my stirrup, my bridle' s in my hand | |
| I' m leaving sweet Lillie, the fairest in the land | |
| Her parents don' t like me, they say I' m too poor | |
| They say I' m unworthy to enter her door | |
| It' s a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If I don' t get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die | |
| Sweet milk when I' m hungry, rye whiskey when I' m dry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| I' ll buy my own whiskey, I' ll make my own stew | |
| If I get drunk, madam, it' s nothing to you | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| I' ll drink my own whiskey, I' ll drink my own wine | |
| Some ten thousand bottles I' ve killed in my time | |
| I' ve no wife to quarrel, no babies to bawl | |
| The best way of living is no wife at all | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry | |
| If a tree don' t fall on me, I' ll live till I die | |
| Way up on Clinch Mountain I wander alone | |
| I' m as drunk as the devil, oh, let me alone | |
| You may boast of your knowledge an' brag of your sense | |
| ' Twill all be forgotten a hundred years hence | |
| Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, you' re no friend to me | |
| You killed my poor daddy, God damn you, try me |
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