For seventeen long years
I spent all my money on whisky and beer
I go to some hollow
And set up my holy holy still
If drinking do not kill me
Then I dont know what will
I go to some bar room
And drink with my friends
If women and men would come to follow
To see what I might spend
God bless them handsome men
I wish they was mine
Theyre breath is as sweet as
The dew on the holy holy vine
Youre already in hell, youre already in hell
I wish we could go to hell
When the bottle gets empty
Then life aint worth the drown