Bourbon Hound (feat. Molly Tuttle & Avril Smith)

Why don't you swing it on back, make another old-fashioned? Stir it up right for all that dancing Baby, won't you whirl me around? You know that you're my bourbon hound Jefferson will set you up right Booker takes you home for the night A little buffalo trace and my feet are off the ground And now I'm dancing with a bourbon hound Why don't you swing it on back, make another old-fashioned Stir it up right for all that dancing Baby, won't you whirl me around? You know that you're my bourbon hound Jameson for the morning Joe I'm a whiskey girl too, now don't you know A little Bulleit for the old pass around You know there's nothing like a bourbon hound Why don't you swing it on back, make another old-fashioned? Stir it up right for all that dancing Baby, won't you whirl me around? You know that you're my bourbon hound Fox and the hound went out one night Got into a great big fight Took a draw of the Jack and fell onto the ground You know there's nothing like a bourbon hound Why don't you swing it on back, make another old-fashioned? Stir it up right for all that dancing Baby, won't you whirl me around? You know that you're my bourbon hound When you're on your feet and don't want to tire Helps to have a little nip of fire Ol' Pappy is gonna lift you off of the ground You know that you're my bourbon hound Why don't you swing it on back, make another old-fashioned? Stir it up right for all that dancing Baby, won't you whirl me around? You know that you're my bourbon hound