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Thank you my friend CW5 Jack Cardwell for sharing the music video of Rye Whiskey - Stringbean, He sings his own variation of the traditional song Rye Whiskey - not to be confused with Tex Ritters song :-)
Traditional Song "Rye Whiskey" Lyrics
Rye Whiskey
(a.k.a. "Jack Of Diamonds" & "I'm A Rambler, I'm A Gambler")
Traditional American
And if you don't like me, just leave me alone.
CHORUS:
"Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey!" I cry.
If I don't get rye whiskey, I surely will die.
You killed my poor daddy, Goddamn you, try me.
I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry.
If the hard times don't kill me, I'll live 'til I die.
Beefsteak when I'm hungry, rye whiskey [alt: red liquor] when I'm dry.
Greenbacks when I'm hard up and heaven [alt: religion] when I die.
For work I'm too lazy, investment's too slow
Train robbin's too risky, it's gamblin' I'll go.
I'll tune up my fiddle and I'll rosin my bow,
I'll make myself welcome wherever I go.
They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own;
All them that don't like me can leave me alone.
Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum,
Sometimes I drink brandy, at other times none.
But if I get boozy, my whiskey's my own,
And them that don't like me can leave me alone.
Oh, whiskey, you villain, you've been my downfall,
You've kicked me, you've cuffed me, but I love you for all.
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,
[alt: So, we'll round up the cattle and then we'll get drunk.]
My foot's in my stirrup, my bridle's in my hand,
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.
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.
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 & brag of your sense."
FYI Maj Robert Thornton CPT Scott SharonSFC Greg Bruorton SFC Michael Young 1stSgt Eugene Harless MSgt Ken "Airsoldier" Collins-Hardy 1SG Carl McAndrews SPC Douglas Bolton SSG David Andrews Sgt John H. SGT Mark Halmrast Cynthia Croft Sgt Vance Bonds PO1 H Gene Lawrence SGT Brent Scott CW5 John M. CMSgt (Join to see) PO2 Kevin Parker
Traditional Song "Rye Whiskey" Lyrics
Rye Whiskey
(a.k.a. "Jack Of Diamonds" & "I'm A Rambler, I'm A Gambler")
Traditional American
And if you don't like me, just leave me alone.
CHORUS:
"Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey!" I cry.
If I don't get rye whiskey, I surely will die.
You killed my poor daddy, Goddamn you, try me.
I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry.
If the hard times don't kill me, I'll live 'til I die.
Beefsteak when I'm hungry, rye whiskey [alt: red liquor] when I'm dry.
Greenbacks when I'm hard up and heaven [alt: religion] when I die.
For work I'm too lazy, investment's too slow
Train robbin's too risky, it's gamblin' I'll go.
I'll tune up my fiddle and I'll rosin my bow,
I'll make myself welcome wherever I go.
They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own;
All them that don't like me can leave me alone.
Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum,
Sometimes I drink brandy, at other times none.
But if I get boozy, my whiskey's my own,
And them that don't like me can leave me alone.
Oh, whiskey, you villain, you've been my downfall,
You've kicked me, you've cuffed me, but I love you for all.
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,
[alt: So, we'll round up the cattle and then we'll get drunk.]
My foot's in my stirrup, my bridle's in my hand,
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.
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.
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 & brag of your sense."
FYI Maj Robert Thornton CPT Scott SharonSFC Greg Bruorton SFC Michael Young 1stSgt Eugene Harless MSgt Ken "Airsoldier" Collins-Hardy 1SG Carl McAndrews SPC Douglas Bolton SSG David Andrews Sgt John H. SGT Mark Halmrast Cynthia Croft Sgt Vance Bonds PO1 H Gene Lawrence SGT Brent Scott CW5 John M. CMSgt (Join to see) PO2 Kevin Parker
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