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The Swank
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Drunkard's Damnation Jamboree
When the clouds, they rain down on your parade And wash your float out to the sea You've reached the bitter end but brother you've got friends And the drunkard's damnation jamboree
You can find us there drinking the dog's hair Hair of that hound that bit you and me Rope and tyin' them on dem doggies gettin' gone And the drunkard's damnation jamboree
We're gettin' high (high, high, high) Pickin', drinkin' and singin' songs We're getting bombed (bombed, bombed, bombed) Glad you joined us, the night is long
Let's have another round and spread that joyful sound We may be dead but you must agree Heaven's not for us, we're too boisterous And the drunkard's damnation jamboree
So don't shed a tear 'cause I wound up here Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Hell ain't it's cracked up to be In fact it's so much more, they got a music store And the drunkard's damnation jamboree
We're getting smashed (smashed, smashed, smashed) Cigars and fruits of sour mash We're singin' songs (songs, songs, songs) Pour a whisky and sing along
We're gettin' high (high, high, high) Pickin', drinkin' and singin' songs We're getting bombed (bombed, bombed, bombed) Glad you joined us, the night is long
So when the clouds, they rain Down on your parade and wash your float out to the sea You've reached the bitter end but brother you've got friends And the drunkard's damnation jamboree
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