The Great Song Of Whiskey

Here comes Paddy with a whiskey can the good old stuff for everyone
Drink it pure and drink it cold whiskey must be strong and old
Blackbush Malt and Poiteen strong give me more and sing that song
Moonshine killed me poor old dad and drove me grand old mother mad

First I had an English bride, she drank Brandy all the night
But she and I cannot agree cause I put poison in her tea
Then I had an Irish maid, she drank Power′s pure and nate
An empty bottle struck her head and then I found that she was dead

Uisce Beatha straight and strong, give me more and sing this song
Drink it pure and drink it cold whiskey must be strong and old
I′ll make whiskey while I can cause whiskey is the life of man
The exice-man he looked for Pat but Paddy goes to Holyhead