Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry If I don’t get rye whiskey I surely will die 
Jack of diamonds, jack of diamonds, I know you of old You’ve robbed my poor pockets, Of silver and gold 
Whiskey, you villian, you’ve been my downfall You’ve kicked me, you’ve cuffed me, But I love you for all 
They say I drink whiskey, my money is my own And them that don’t like me can leave me alone 
I’ll eat when I’m hungry, I’ll drink when I’m dry And when I get thirsty I’ll lay down and cry 
It’s beefsteak when I’m hungry and whiskey when I’m dry Greenbacks when I’m hard up and heaven when I die 
Baby, oh baby, I’ve told you before You make me a pallet, I’ll lay on the floor 
If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck I would dive to the bottom and never come up 
But the ocean ain’t whiskey, and I ain’t no duck So I’ll play the Jack of diamonds and trust to my luck 
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