Lyrics

Whiskey whiskey on the shelf You were so quiet there by yourself Things were fine 'til they took you down Then opened you up and passed you round John was the first one to pull you down He took one drink and he started to drown Passed you to Hazel, Jane and Jackie Penelope got you and passed you right back The doorbell rang and what did you see In walks Henry, Fred and Marie They hit you high, they hit you low They hit you fast and they hit you slow Whiskey on the shelf You were so quiet there by yourself Things were fine 'til they took you down Opened you up and passed you round They killed you dead and wanted another They reached on the shelf and grabbed your brother It's a shame the way they did you in And reached up and got your brother gin Grandfather wine began to tremble with fright The party was gon' last all night Grandfather wine knew without a doubt He was next in line if the juice ran out Whiskey on the shelf You were so quiet there by yourself Things were fine 'til they took you down Opened you up and passed you round Now look at everybody they've got real tight Now they want to start a fight John never did nothing wrong in his life Now he's in the corner with the policeman's wife Frank's so drunk he can hardly see Trying to make love to Penelope She took a bottle and hit him in the jaw That's when the neighbors called the law Whiskey on the shelf You were so quiet there by yourself Things were fine 'til they took you down Opened you up and passed you around
Writer(s): Henry B. Glover, Wynonie Harris, Fred Weismantel, Bob Schell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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