Indians For Guns

Whisky Johnie—
Oh, whisky is the life of man.
Whisky Johnie.
Oh, I’ll drink whisky when I can,
Oh, whisky for my Johnie.

‘Twas whisky made me pawn my clo’es.
Whisky Johnie.
An’ whisky got me a broken nose.
Oh, whisky for my Johnie.

Oh, whisky drove my mother mad,
Whisky Johnie.
An’ whisky nearly killed my dad;
Oh, whisky for my Johnie.

A Tribute to Whisky Boozers

" Cheers "
regards
Happy

cheers buddy

grewal wrote:Whisky Johnie—
Oh, whisky is the life of man.
Whisky Johnie.
Oh, I’ll drink whisky when I can,
Oh, whisky for my Johnie.

‘Twas whisky made me pawn my clo’es.
Whisky Johnie.
An’ whisky got me a broken nose.
Oh, whisky for my Johnie.

Oh, whisky drove my mother mad,
Whisky Johnie.
An’ whisky nearly killed my dad;
Oh, whisky for my Johnie.

A Tribute to Whisky Boozers

Keep it up i am with you

Baljit

to my friends who drink whisky.

And while we are at it, also to the ones who drink whiskey.

Oh, whisky here an’ whisky there.
Whisky Johnie.
An’ I’d drink whisky anywhere.
Oh, whisky for my Johnie.

Oh, some likes gin an’ some like beer,
Whisky Johnie.
I wisht I had a barrel here.
Oh, whisky for my Johnie.

If whisky was a river an’ I could swim,
Whisky Johnie
I’d say, here goes, an’ dive right in.
Whisky for my Johnie.