Barleyjuice - Whiskey To The Sea lyrics

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Well the life goes in circles as everyone know

And the mirth and the misery comes as it goes

And the drunkard's philosophy starts where it ends

Have a drink to me boys and then hit me again

Names will be shouted and glasses be filled

And the girls will get frisky and say what they will

But the moment of finest reflection must be

When you're sending your whiskey on back to the sea

There's buggers and beggars and liars by trade

And white blessed angels that visit your bed

But enlightenment waits serendipitously

When you're sending your whiskey on back to the sea

Now god is quite homeless and scattered and blind

And he keeps a few things round the back of my mind

And the times he retrieves them are errant and few

And I field most requests from him best I can do

He's harboring spirits, the neighbors complain

It's gone to his liver, it's gone to his brain

But it's bollocks I say, I recall pleasantly

Having sent all that whiskey on back to the sea

Names will be shouted and glasses be filled

And the girls will get frisky and say what they will

But the moment of finest reflection must be

When you're sending your whiskey on back to the sea

Names will be shouted and glasses be spilled

And the girls will get risky and do what they will

But I'm known to break out in such grand melody

When I'm sending my whiskey on back to the sea.