Jack Of Diamonds, Jack Of Diamonds, I Know You Most Of All
You've Robbed My Poor Pockets Of Silver And Gold
And Whiskey, You Villain, You've Been My Down-fall
You've Cuffed And You've Kicked Me But I Loved You Of Old


Oh Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Whiskey I Cried
If I Don't Get Rye Whiskey I Surely Will Die


Well I Go Yonder Mountain And Build Me A Still
And I Send You A Gallon For A Five Dollar Bill
Well It's Beefcake When I'm Hungry, Whiskey When I'm Dry
And It's Greenbacks When I'm Hard Off And Hell When I Die


If The Sea Were Made Of Whiskey And I Was A Duck
I'd Swim To The Bottom And Never Come Up
Oh, But The Sea Ain't Made Of Whiskey And I Ain't A Duck
So I Play Jack Of Diamonds And Trust On My Luck