Rye Whiskey/Time To Switch To Whiskey Corb Lund

[Rye Whiskey]
"Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey", I cried
If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I may die
I'm gonna go up yon holler, I'm gonna build me a still
And I'll sell you a gallon for a five dollar bill

Well, if the oceans was whiskey and I was a duck
I'd swim to the bottoms and never come up
But the oceans ain't whiskey and I ain't no duck
So I'll play the Jack of diamonds and trust to my luck
Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds, know you'll hold
You dropped my poor pockets of silver and gold

Well, it's beefsteak when I'm hungry, rye whiskey when I'm dry
And greenbacks when I'm hard up in Heaven when I die
"Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey", I cried
If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I may die

Well, my horses ain't hungry and they don't want your hay
So fair thee well, darling, and I'll be on my way
Here's to it folks

[Time to Switch to Whiskey]
Well, I like a full bodied lager as much as the next hard workin' man
And the taste of suds, while dealing stud, I can surely understand
Trucker speed and, yes, indeed it's nearly gettin' light
It's time to switch to whiskey, we've been drinkin' beer all night