Rye Whiskey Author: Craig Market Artist: Ronnie Bowman Album: Starting Over (2002) In an old folks home just off the well beaten path I visit my grandma and learn of our past One day as I walked down the hall I passed by An old man with tears in his eyes At a glace I could see he was gentle and sweet I straightened his pillow and covered his feet Then the old man reached out softly touching my hand He smiled and these few words began Chorus I: If I don’t drink rye whiskey, rye whiskey I’ll die I could see it meant something by the look in his eye The old man just lay there repeating that line If I don’t drink rye whiskey, rye whiskey I’ll die Then they told me a story that’s sad but it’s true Of how he’d no family or friends that they knew In an old army jacket on the outskirts of town That’s how the old man was found They thought him a drunkard who just lost his mind ‘Cause All he would say were these words all the time They brought him here ten years ago to this day Still all the old man would say Chorus I When I walked in the room grandma instantly knew She said my dear boy what’s been bothering you So I told her the story of the man I just met Grandma looked up and she said If I don’t drink rye whiskey were the words to a song I sang back when I was a kid And it told of a solder who made it through war And found out his true love was dead Chorus II: If I don’t drink rye whiskey, rye whiskey I’ll die I knew it meant something by the look in his eye Now I know why the old man just laid there and cried If I don’t drink rye whiskey, rye whiskey I’ll die His heart was still breaking after all of this time If I don’t drink rye whiskey, rye whiskey I’ll die
Posted on: Mon, 26 Aug 2013 15:24:24 +0000
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