Collected by Parler and O'Bryant
Mr. Otis Bird, Marshall, Ark. July 26, 1958
Reel 357, Item 13
Corn whiskey, corn whiskey,
I wish you no harm,
I wisht I had a jugful As long as a farm.
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey,
I want you no more,
Cause you caused me to go (Urp-urp)
All over the floor.
If the ocean were whiskey,
And I were a duck,
I'd dive to the bottom and never come up.
But the ocean ain't whiskey Nor I'm not a duck,
And trust for my luck.
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