If The Sea Was Whiskey

If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck

If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck

I'd swim to the bottom and I don't know if I'd come up

I'm just here wondering will a matchbox hold my clothes

I'm just here wondering will a matchbox hold my clothes

If things don't get no better then down the road I go

Whiskey and beers they don't make me drunk

Whiskey and beers they don't make me drunk

These blues are gonna make me pack my trunk