Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Danny Doyle
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glyn Hughes
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it was Sunday
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Drinkin' buttermilk all the weak
Whiskey on a Sunday
[Verse 2]
He sits at the corner of Beggar's Bush
Astride of an old packing crate
And the dolls at the end of the plank were dancin'
As he crooned with a smile on his face
[Verse 3]
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it was Sunday
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Drinking buttermilk all the weak
Whiskey on a Sunday
[Verse 4]
His tired old hands drummed the wooden beam
And the puppets they danced up and down
A far better show than you ever will see
In the fanciest theatre in town
[Verse 5]
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it was Sunday
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Drinkin' buttermilk all the weak
Whiskey on a Sunday
[Verse 6]
But in 1902 old Seth Davie died
His song it was heard no more
The three dancing dolls in the dust bin were thrown
And the plank went to mend the back door
[Verse 7]
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it was Sunday
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Drinkin' buttermilk all the weak
Whiskey on a Sunday
[Verse 8]
On some stormy night if you're passing that way
With the wind blowing up from the sea
You can still hear the song of old Seth Davie
As croons to his dancing dolls three
[Verse 9]
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it was Sunday
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Drinkin' buttermilk all the weak
Whiskey on a Sunday
[Verse 10]
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it was Sunday
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Written by: Glyn Hughes
