Rye Whiskey Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm a round up cowboy, my horse is my home
The girls that don't like me can leave me alone
I'll tune up my fiddle, I'll rosin my bow
I'll make myself welcome wherever I go
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey rye, whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die
My horses aint hungry, they won't eat your hay
So fare the well Annie, I'm a going away
Your parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor
They say I'm unworthy to enter your door
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey rye, whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die
Way up on Swan Mountain, I'm on my own
I'm drunk as the devil so leave me alone
Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, you're no friend to me
You killed my poor daddy and now you try me
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey rye, whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey rye, whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die