When I was a young man I was let astray I met with a body down in Logy Bay And up Kingsway road for a drink or two
Drink 'er up boys its well after ten Drink 'er up boys its well after ten
Some people say that the pinky is fine Others will swear by a drop of moonshine But as for myself I'm a bottle of each, mixed in with a gallon of dipper or screech
Its the old shavin' lotion thats made me this way Sweeter than Pepsi and stronger than tea And when in the evening when we're feeling fine We'll stop into Jakey's for icon and shine
Its the old shavin' lotion thats made me this way Sweeter than Pepsi and stronger than tea And when in the morning when I'm feeling rough I curse, ol' Jakey who sold me this stuff
Oh, whisky you're the devil You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're spunkier than tae Oh, whisky you're my darling drunk or sober