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Whiskey to Gin, Where have You Been?
Whiskey is the life of man
Whiskey from an old tin can
Whiskey-O
Johnny-O
Rise her up from down bellow.
Stay away from me 'cause I'm in my sin.
Stay away from me 'cause I'm in my sin.
If this place gets raided, it's just me and my gin.
Don't try me nobody, oh, you will never win.
Don't try me nobody 'cause you will never win.
I'll fight the army, ...
Friday 6th March 2015 10:29 am
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