Barrels of Whiskey

As I stepped out me house I saw this man named Clyde
 He took me by the hand saying, "I'll take you for a ride"
 I said, "I cannot go there, there are things to get done"
 He said, "Boy you must, 'cause I ain't got a son"
 There's a little secret no one should know
 Deep into the forest we both gotta go
 I show you the way I earn my daily bread
 But dare not to reveal it or you're gonna lose your head
 I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne
 It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
 What I share with you my lad
 Is the biggest secret I've ever had
 I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne
 It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
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 See the soldiers at war, on the battlefield
 They've got more than a gun, my whiskey is their shield
 Look at the crippled and wounded down the street
 A passport to hell and a bottle to their feet
 You don't leave a child or a sweetheart behind
 This is our secret vow, so boy don't be blind
 I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne
 It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
 What I share with you, my lad
 Is the biggest secret I've ever had
 I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne
 It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
 What I share with you my lad
 What I share with you
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 I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne
 It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain
 What I share with you my lad
 Is the biggest secret I've ever had
 I make barrels of whiskey, it ain't no champagne
 It's served in our brothels to keep away the pain