Whiskey Down

Come out come out from near and far 
Come out and hear our plea 
bottle of rum the beer in the drum 
The whiskey will set us free 

Compile our wealth defile ourselves 
The future we cannot tell 
If we run out of luck who gives a [bad word] 
We're on our way to hell 

You and me and a bottle of rum 
We'll burn this [bad word] down 
Drown our fears till tomorrow disappears 
We'll drink our whiskey down 

Look out look out whoever you are 
This tale won't often be told 
We're nearly departed and clearly blackhearted 
The blood in our veins be cold 

It's been said we're almost dead 
We're reaping what we sow 
But life isn't life if you haven't lived 
The way the story goes 

You and me and a bottle of rum 
We'll burn this [bad word] down 
Drown our fears till tomorrow disappears 
We'll drink our whiskey down 

You and me and a bottle of rum 
We'll burn this [bad word] down 
Drown our fears till tomorrow disappears 
We'll drink our whiskey down