The Hinterland Band - Whiskey Gals

My mother told me
When I was younger
Never hang 'round
'Til the witching time
For if you do
A spirit will haunt you
And that spirit is
Served with lime
Never hang 'round
'Til the night grows blackest
Never hang 'round
'Til the day turns in
If you hang 'round with your drinking pals
Never hang 'round on the whiskey gals
Whiskey gals
Toil and trouble
Whiskey gals
Trouble and sin
If you hang 'round with your drinking pals
Never hang 'round on the whiskey gals
My father told me
Son, some angels
Live to bedevil
The days of men
Comely sirens
Sweetly sing
They'll drown you with a
Wedding ring
Pull you in
When the night grows blackest
Pull you in
When the day turns in
If you hang 'round with your drinking pals
Never hang 'round on the whiskey gals
Whisky gals
Toil and trouble
Whiskey gals
Trouble and sin
If you hang 'round with your drinking pals
Never hang 'round on the whiskey gals
My son asked me
Some years later
Father, how'd you
Choose your wife
And I told him
Son, I love you
But let me give you
Some advice
I hung 'round
'Til the night grew blackest
I hung 'round
'Til the day turned in
I hung 'round with my drinking pals
And I hung 'round on a whiskey gal
Whiskey gals
Toil and trouble
Whiskey gals
Trouble and sin
If you hang 'round with your drinking pals
Never hang 'round on the whiskey gals
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Written by:
Zacharie Riddle

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