Rye Whiskey

On top of yan' mountain, I wandered alone

Drunk as the devil and a long ways from home

Rye whiskey, Rye whiskey I cry

If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die

I went on yan' mountain, I sat on a log

My liquor jug beside me and sicker than a dog

Poor drunkard, poor drunkard how bad I do feel

Poor drunkard, poor drunkard how bad I do feel

I'm-a goin' on yan' mountain, I'll build me a still

I'll make you a gallon for a two-dollar bill

Poor drunkard, poor drunkard how bad I do feel

Poor drunkard, poor drunkard how bad I do feel

If the ocean was whiskey, and I was a duck

I'd dive to the bottom and drank my way up

Rye whiskey, Rye whiskey I cry

If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die