Who Threw the Whiskey in the Well

It was an early Sunday morning

And the church was crowded full

Old Elder Brown was raving

He was angry as a bull

The congregation sensed it

And they knew just what he meant

When he said, "My text today is you sinners must repent"

Who threw the whiskey in the well? (In the well)

Who threw the whiskey in the well? (In the well)

'Cause Deacon Jones knelt down to pray

All he said was "Hey, hey"

So, who threw the whiskey in the well? (In the well)

(Now, who threw the whiskey in the well?) In the well

(Who threw the whiskey in the well?) In the well

I'm feelin' mighty fine

I'm high as a Georgia pine

(So, who threw the whiskey in the well?) In the well

Who threw the whiskey in the well? (In the well)

Who threw the whiskey in the well? (In the well)

Keep your dippers out of that well

Or we all wind up in hell

(Who threw the whiskey in the well?)

That's what I'd like to know

Well, sisters and brothers

I'm taking my leave of thee

Yeah, I've been trying to show you the light

And you all about jive me

Since Brother Jones brought his bone

Sister Ashe has all the cash

Let's get together, drink water, get tall

Come on, children, let's have a ball