Chris Thile - If the Sea Was Whiskey



If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck

If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck

I'd swim to the bottom and I don't know if I'd come up


I'm just here wondering will a matchbox hold my clohtes

I'm just here wondering will a matchbox hold my clohtes

If things don't get no better then down the road I go


Whiskey and beers they don't make me drunk

Whiskey and beers they don't make me druink

These blues are gonna make me pack my trunk




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L. CASTON, W. DIXON

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