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Jack o' Diamonds
It's beefsteak when I'm hungry,
And whiskey when I'm dry,
Greenbacks when I'm hard up,
And heaven when I die.
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey,
Rye whiskey I cry,
If I don't get rye whiskey,
I surely will die.
O Baby, O Baby, I've told you before, Do make me a pallet, I'll lie on the floor.
I will build me a big castle on yonder mountain high,
Where my true love can see me when she comes riding by,
Where my true love can see me and help me to mourn,—
I am a rabble soldier and Dixie is my home.
I'll get up in my saddle, my quirt I'll take in hand, I'll think of you, Mollie, when in some far distant
land, I'll think of you, Mollie, you caused me to roam,—■ I am a rabble soldier and Dixie is my home.
If the ocean was whiskey, And I was a duck, I'd dive to the bottom To get one sweet sup; But the ocean ain't whiskey, And I ain't a duck,