I went down to Smith Street to by some alkyhol
I went down to Smith Street to by some alkyhol
I told them to cut it with water
But they didn't put in a drop at all
I drank my strait alky and I went on up the street
I drank my strait alky and walked on up the street
But my eyes saw double
They could not steer my feet
Oh this alkyhol is killing me
Oh this alkyhol is killing me
A doctor says if I don't quit it
In a lonely graveyard I will be
Alky's alright to drink but it gets you so lowdown
Alky's alright to drink but it gets you so lowdown
As soon as I get straight
I'm going to leave this bad luck town
