Barrels of Whiskey

The O'Reillys and the Paddyhats

Compositor: Franz Wüstenberg

As I stepped out me house I saw this man named Clyde
He took me by the hand saying I'll take you for a ride
I said I cannot go there there are things to get done
He said boy you must cause I ain't got a son

There's a little secret no one should know
Deep into the forest we both gotta go
I show you the way I earn my daily bread
But dare not to reveal it or you gonna loose your head

I make barrels of whiskey it ain't no champagne
It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
What I share with you my lad
Is the biggest secret I've ever had

I make barrels of whiskey it ain't no champagne
It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain

See the soldiers at war on the battle field
They've got more than a gun my whiskey is their shield
Look at the crippled and wounded down the street
A passport to hell and a bottle to their feet
You don't leave a child or a sweetheart behind
This is our secret vow so boy don't be blind

I make barrels of whiskey it ain't no champagne
It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
What I share with you my lad
Is the biggest secret I've ever had

I make barrels of whiskey it ain't no champagne
It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
What I share with you my lad
What I share with you

I make barrels of whiskey it ain't no champagne
It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
What I share with you my lad
Is the biggest secret I've ever had

I make barrels of whiskey it ain't no champagne
It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain

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