
Date of issue: 03.05.2018
Song language: English
Alcohol |
{Now I wanna tell you a little story |
About the old demon alcohol |
Yes indeed my little chickadee} |
Here is a story about a sinner |
He used to be a winner |
Who enjoyed a life of prominence and position |
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements |
And his selfish wife’s fanatical ambition |
It turned him to the booze |
And he got mixed up with a floosie |
And she led him to a life of indecision |
The floosie made him spend his dough |
She left him lying on Skid Row |
A drunken lag in some Salvation Army Mission |
It’s such a shame |
Oh demon alcohol |
Sad memories I can’t recall |
Who thought I would say |
Damn it all and blow it all |
Oh demon alcohol |
Memories I can’t recall |
Who thought I would fall |
A slave to demon alcohol |
Sad memories I can’t recall |
Who thought I would fall |
A slave to demon alcohol |
Barley wine, pink gin |
He’ll drink anything |
Port, pernod or tequila |
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks |
As long as all his troubles disappeared |
But he messed up his life when he beat up his wife |
And the floosie’s gone and found another sucker |
She’s gonna turn him on to drink |
She’s gonna lead him to the brink |
And when his money’s gone |
She’ll leave him in the gutter |
It’s such a shame |
Oh demon alcohol |
Sad memories I can’t recall |
Who thought I would fall |
Damn it all, low, low |
Sad memories I can’t recall |
Who thought I would fall |
A slave to demon alcohol |