Bellowhead Whiskey Is the Life of Man

Whiskey is the life of man
Whiskey from an old tin can
I like whiskey hot and strong
And ill drink whiskey all day long

whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below
whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below
whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below (whiskey whiskey whiskey oh)

up a loft this yard must go come rising up from down below

ill drink it hot ill drink it cold,
ill drink it new ill drink it old
some like whiskey some like beer
i wish i had a barrel here

whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below
whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below
whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below (whiskey whiskey whiskey oh)

up a loft this yard must go come rising up from down below

whiskey killed my sister Sue,
and whiskey killed my brother too,
wiskey killed my poor old dad,
and whiskey drove my mother mad...

whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below
whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below
whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below (whiskey whiskey whiskey oh)

up a loft this yard must go come rising up from down below

(instrumental)

if whisky comes too near my nose
its up she comes and down she goes
a pull and broker every man
and a barrel full for the shanty man


whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below
whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below
whisky oh johnny oh
rising up from down below (whiskey whiskey whiskey oh)

up a loft this yard must go come rising up from down below

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