Rum Runners

	From Bimini to the
	Jersey Shore they ran their sacred mission
	To help the poor unfortunates, oppressed by the
	Prohibition
	When the Puritans in politics began to play their dirty tricks
	And outlaw every thing that we enjoy
	Rum boats ahoy
	We’re gonna get ourselves a drop of the
	Real McCoy
	Chorus:Rum runner, rum runner
	Run your rum right up the line
	Rum runner, rum runner
	Rum, whiskey, gin and rye
	Run rum runners run
	We’re running dry
	We’re running dry
	Three miles off the shoreline waits the infamous ‘
	Rum Row’Well if it’s gambling, or girls, or drink you want just ask ‘
	Havana Joe’
	You won’t be taxed so never mind, and once you’ve left the law behind
	You can have it all, whatever is your vice
	Just name your price
	It’s a free and easy floating paradise(Chorus)
	Well the boats come up from
	Charleston, and down from
	Gloucester
	BayThey’re giving out free samples boys, and the party’s underway
	Somebody brought a
	Calypso band, it’s loud enough to hear on land
	And the hold is filled with barrels fit to burst
	To quench our thirst
	If the excise cutters don’t get to it first(Chorus)
	The shore patrol is on the way, our machine gun's at the ready
	God help us if we need it now, our hands are none too steady
	Uncle Sam is closing in, to take our women, take our gin
	You’ve bled us dry with all your revenues
	What’s left to lose?
	You can take our lives but you’ll never take our booze

	From Bimini to the
	Jersey Shore they ran their sacred mission
	To help the poor unfortunates, oppressed by the
	Prohibition
	When the Puritans in politics began to play their dirty tricks
	And outlaw every thing that we enjoy
	Rum boats ahoy
	We' re gonna get ourselves a drop of the
	Real McCoy
	Chorus: Rum runner, rum runner
	Run your rum right up the line
	Rum runner, rum runner
	Rum, whiskey, gin and rye
	Run rum runners run
	We' re running dry
	We' re running dry
	Three miles off the shoreline waits the infamous '
	Rum Row' Well if it' s gambling, or girls, or drink you want just ask '
	Havana Joe'
	You won' t be taxed so never mind, and once you' ve left the law behind
	You can have it all, whatever is your vice
	Just name your price
	It' s a free and easy floating paradise Chorus
	Well the boats come up from
	Charleston, and down from
	Gloucester
	BayThey' re giving out free samples boys, and the party' s underway
	Somebody brought a
	Calypso band, it' s loud enough to hear on land
	And the hold is filled with barrels fit to burst
	To quench our thirst
	If the excise cutters don' t get to it first Chorus
	The shore patrol is on the way, our machine gun' s at the ready
	God help us if we need it now, our hands are none too steady
	Uncle Sam is closing in, to take our women, take our gin
	You' ve bled us dry with all your revenues
	What' s left to lose?
	You can take our lives but you' ll never take our booze