If the sea was whiskey
and I was a diving duck
If the sea was whiskey
and I was a diving duck
I'd dive to the bottom
Don't know when I'd come up
I'm just here wanderin'
with a matchbox over my clothes
Just here wanderin'
with a matchbox over my clothes
If things don't get no better
Down the road i'll go
Whiskey and beer
They're gonna make me drunk
Whiskey and beer
They're gonna make me drunk
I believe these blues gonna make me pack my trunk.