Silly Wizard - Jenny Gray's Whiskey | Текст песни

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• Jenny Gray's Whiskey

1)One Sunday morn as I rode out,
With the road being dark and dusty O.
A friend and I stepped into an Inn ,
For a horn O' Jenny Grays Whisky O.

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And the gin she keeps, The Royal brew,
And the best of all Scots whisky too.
No cordial cure there is half so pure,
As a horn O' Jenny Grays Whisky O.

2)Now there's some they like to quarrel and fight,
Whenever they get tipsy O.
But gimme a lass and a full flowing glass.
Of a horn O' Jenny Grays Whisky O.

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3)So come all you misers great and small,
For your gold has gotten dusty O.
Don't sit and think but come and drink,
Of a horn O' Jenny Grays Whisky O.

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