Rye Whisky

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

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry

If you don't give me rye whiskey I surely will die

I'll tune up my fiddle and rosin my bow

I make myself welcome, wherever I go

Beefsteak when I'm hungry, red booze when I'm dry

Dubloons when I'm hard up and religion when I die

They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own

And them that don't like me, can leave me alone

Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum

Sometimes I drink brown ale and other times none

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

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry

If you don't give me rye whiskey I surely will die

But if I get boozey, my whiskey's my own

And them that don't like me, can leave me alone

Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Daniel's I know you of old

You've robbed me poor pockets of silver and gold

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 were whiskey and I was a duck

I'd dive to the bottom and drown to get drunk

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

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry

If you don't give me rye whiskey I surely will die

My foot in a stirrup, her scarf in my hand

I pray thee sweet Lillie, she'll find a good man

Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor

Unfit and unworthy to enter her door

Sweet milk when I'm hungry, rye whiskey when dry

If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live 'till I die

I'll buy my own whiskey and make my own stew

And when I get drunk all, it's because of you

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

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry

If you don't give me rye whiskey I surely will die

I'll drink my own whiskey and finish your 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 livin's with no wife at all

On Mullacor Mountain I wander alone

I'm drunk as the devil, oh, leave me alone

You may boast of your wisdom and brag of your blood

We'll both be forgotten in the wake of the flood

I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry

If things don't get better, I'll lay down and die

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I sigh

If I've run out of rye whiskey I might as well die

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry

If you don't give me rye whiskey I surely will die