The Whiskey Song Lyrics

Port O'brien The Whiskey Song

In the summertime it is easy-easy
With your daddy's riches and gold
So I'll chase you North to Alaska-laska
Though I know that you'll never comply

It is fall now the leaves are falling-falling
Down on my grandmother's grave
And I know that she'd say "Don't cry dear" -cry dear
"Yeah we shared our time in the sun"

In the wintertime is snowing, glowing
And I don't know how we got here
Though we know that the whiskey is sour-sour
We will drink it down anyway

In the springtime my family fled here-fled here
Sipping back to old Ohio
When they got back yeah it was over-over
I had already gone to bed