As I stepped out my house I saw this man named Clyde He took me by the hand sayin' I'll take you for a ride I said I cannot go there, there are things to get done He said: Boy, you must, cause I ain't got a son
There's a little secret no one should know Deep into the forest we both gotta go I show you the way I earn my daily bread But dare not to reveal it or you gonna lose your head
I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain What I share with you my lad Is the biggest secret I've ever had I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
See the soldiers at war on the battlefield They've got more than a gun, my whiskey is their shield Look at the crippled and wounded down the street A passport to hell and a bottle to their feet You don't leave a child or a sweetheart behind This is our secret vow so boy, don't be blind
I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain What I share with you my lad Is the biggest secret I've ever had I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain What I share with you my lad What I share with you...
I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain What I share with you my lad Is the biggest secret I've ever had I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne It's served in our brothels to keep away the painTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
