If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck
If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck
I'd swim to the bottom and I don't know if I'd come up

I'm just here wondering will a matchbox hold my clohtes
I'm just here wondering will a matchbox hold my clohtes
If things don't get no better then down the road I go

Whiskey and beers they don't make me drunk
Whiskey and beers they don't make me druink
These blues are gonna make me pack my trunk