Whiskey Devil

From
The Jug of Punch,
Popular Irish Pub Songs
recorded at SixCat Studio
in Sheridan, OR, March, 2007.

Whiskey, You’re the Devil
© 2007 by Paul Espinoza,
Forest Moon Music, BMI, all rights reserved

Whiskey your the devil your leading me astray,
over hills and mountains and to Amerikay,
You're sweet, you're stronger decenter your spunkier nor tea,
oh whiskey you're me darlin' drunk or sober.

Now brave boys, we're on the march we're off to Portugal and Spain,
Drums are pounding, the banners flying, the Devil at home will come tonight.
Love, fare thee well,
With me tihery-aye the doodle um-a-dah,
Tihery-aye the doodle um-a-dah,
Me rikes fall too ra laddie-o, there's whisky in the jar.

The French are fighting boldly, men are dying hot and coldly,
Give every man his flask of powder, his firelock on his shoulder.
Love, fare thee well,
With me tihery-aye the doodle um-a-dah,
Tihery-aye the doodle um-a-dah,
Me rikes fall too ra laddie-o, there's whisky in the jar.

Says the mother do not harm me, don't take me daughter from me,
For if you do I will torment you and after death a ghost will haunt you.
Love, fare thee well,
With me tihery-aye the doodle um-a-dah,
Tihery-aye the doodle um-a-dah,
Me rikes fall too ra laddie-o, there's whisky in the jar.