Have a Drink On Me

In 1880 down a dusty road Along came a miner with a big fat load He was caked in dirt from his head to his foot His hair so black, that it looked like soot Well, he reined in his mule and hitched him to the rail And he said, "Ol' fella it's the end of the trail" Well, he ambled on down to the old saloon He said, "I know it's early and it ain't quite noon" But, hey, hey, everybody drink on me Everybody! Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me Everybody have a drink on me Hey, hey, everybody drink on me Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me Everybody have a drink on me Hey, hey, everybody drink on me Well, I just got a letter from down in Tennessee It said my Uncle died and left an oil well to me Hey, hey, everybody drink on me I've been diggin' all my life and I nearly got to hell But my Uncle dug potatoes and he struck an oil well, oh Hey, hey, everybody drink on me Let me hear you man Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me Everybody have a drink on me Hey, hey, everybody drink on me Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me Everybody have a drink on me Hey, hey, everybody drink on me Brother Leslie now Well Black gold Yellow Gold I Guess it's all the same Take my tip and give up the mining game Hey, hey, everybody drink on me Well sell your shovel and your old long johns You can make a fortune writing Adam Faith songs Hey, hey, everybody drink on me One more time Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me Everybody have a drink on me Hey, hey, everybody drink on me Oh well have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me Everybody have a drink on me Hey, hey, everybody drink on me