CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : The Old Black Rum
I drank 16 doubles for the price of 1
Tryin to find the courage to talk to the one
I asked her for a dance, not a second glance
My night had just begun
Well I'd drink to the father or the holy ghost
I'm kneeling at the alter of my nightly post
So I'll raise a glass, not the first or last
Come join me in this toast
Because the old black rum's got a hold on me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold on me
Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
Well the queen of George Street just went walkin' on by
Walkin' on by with somе guy who don't care
That she stood in line sincе half past nine
And spent three hours on her hair (on her hair!)
Her friend is lookin' at me with an evil grin
I think a bloody racket might soon begin
I must have said something to the George Street queen
Her boys are joining in
Because the old black rum's got a hold on me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold on me
Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
So I drank all of my money and I slept out in the rain
Everyday is different, but the nights they're all the same
You never see the sun on the old black rum
But I know I'm gonna do it again
Because the old black rum's got a hold on me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold on me
Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
Because the old black rum's got a hold on me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold on me
Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day hey, will I live for another day
Well I drank 16 doubles for the price of 1
Tryin to find the courage to talk to the one
I asked her for a dance, not a second glance
My night had just begun
Well I'd drink to the father or the holy ghost
I'm kneeling at the alter of my nightly post
So I'll raise a glass, not the first or last
Come join me in this toast
Because the old black rum's got a hold on me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold on me
Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
Well the queen of George Street just went walkin' on by
Walkin' on by with somе guy who don't care
That she stood in line sincе half past nine
And spent three hours on her hair (on her hair!)
Her friend is lookin' at me with an evil grin
I think a bloody racket might soon begin
I must have said something to the George Street queen
Her boys are joining in
Because the old black rum's got a hold on me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold on me
Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
So I drank all of my money and I slept out in the rain
Everyday is different, but the nights they're all the same
You never see the sun on the old black rum
But I know I'm gonna do it again
Because the old black rum's got a hold on me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold on me
Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
Because the old black rum's got a hold on me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold on me
Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day hey, will I live for another day
Well I drank 16 doubles for the price of 1
