The Day That Clancy Drowned Ray Stevens
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In the town of Old Milwaukee, back in 1982
He celebrated forty years of making that famous brew
The master of the taster's art, Milwaukee's number one
And he could fairly feel the flavor as it swished across his tongue
Overtime and weekends, old Clancy never shirked
They said it was amazing how much Clancy loved his work
But one scorching afternoon as he made his final round
He fell into the sixty-thousand gallon vat and drowned
Oh, the day that Clancy drowned
He could have called for help, but Lord, he never made a sound
We all tried to rescue him but we didn't have no luck
'Cause he'd dive to the bottom and we couldn't pull him up
It was a solemn occasion as his buddies gathered 'round
They had to make arrangements for to put him in the ground
When they took the dear departed over to the funeral place
Took 'em half an hour to get that big smile off his face
Brother Daniels preached the funeral and he had some words to say
About the life of Brother Clancy, oh yes, and how he passed away
"Could it not have been avoided", said he, "that he met this tragic end?"
"Well, preacher, he got up three times to go to the bathroom
But he always jumped back in"
He celebrated forty years of making that famous brew
The master of the taster's art, Milwaukee's number one
And he could fairly feel the flavor as it swished across his tongue
Overtime and weekends, old Clancy never shirked
They said it was amazing how much Clancy loved his work
But one scorching afternoon as he made his final round
He fell into the sixty-thousand gallon vat and drowned
Oh, the day that Clancy drowned
He could have called for help, but Lord, he never made a sound
We all tried to rescue him but we didn't have no luck
'Cause he'd dive to the bottom and we couldn't pull him up
It was a solemn occasion as his buddies gathered 'round
They had to make arrangements for to put him in the ground
When they took the dear departed over to the funeral place
Took 'em half an hour to get that big smile off his face
Brother Daniels preached the funeral and he had some words to say
About the life of Brother Clancy, oh yes, and how he passed away
"Could it not have been avoided", said he, "that he met this tragic end?"
"Well, preacher, he got up three times to go to the bathroom
But he always jumped back in"
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