Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds Rye Whiskey lyrics
Songwriters: Traditional
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry,
If I donât git rye whiskey I think I will die.
If you was a hornet way up in a tree,
Iâd faint from pure pleasure if youâd come and sting me!
If I was a candle and you was a moth,
Iâd burn you so sweetly youâd never fly off.
Oh! Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I declare,
I make my rye whiskey but I wonât tell you where.
If I was a skunk weed and you was a bee,
Iâd bloom red and purple if youâd sip out of me.
Oh! Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I vow,
I make my rye whiskey but I wonât tell you how.
The redwood is strong and a mighty tall tree,
But the strongest and tallest grows right out of me.
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, I never could fly,
If I donât git rye whiskey Iâll live till I die.
The hedgehog will roll on the grapes on the ground,
Just roll over me and youâll see what youâve found.
My balls, oh rye whiskey, will stick to your ass,
Like grapes on a hedgehog that rolls in the grass.
Si tengo un saguaro, no me has de culpar,
Pues un gran saguarazo te ha de gustar.
Ay! Tequila, tequila, tequila nomas,
Si me das el tequila yo te doy el compas!
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