WHISKEY AND MY BLUES

The strongest guys also fall. Believe me, they fall.
No matter how much strong, they will fall.
Drink after drink they will fall. Fall, fall and fall.
No drink while playing the blues or you’ll fall.
And it is so strange, guitar in hand with you falling.

Play and sing the blues and no drink or you’ll fall.
Like ripe fruit you will fall. And people laugh when you fall.

No strong man can withstand the alcohol effects.
And he will feel eject. By friends and audience well eject.
The first time he falls he becomes trash and is rejected,
just like dirty trash he will be rejected. Yes, yes, rejected.

Believe me, after so many drinks you will fall.
And you will feel small. Whiskey is stronger at all
and makes anyone to fall. Ugly to fall. Alone, fall.

Woe to the one who thinks he is stronger.
Whiskey can bring down a great monster.

Never deny or doubt the strength of whiskey, going on and on.
Whiskey will make you kiss the dirty ground. As much you go on.
He can make even the devil kiss the dirty ground. Yes, dirty ground.

You sing the blues and play the blues without booze.
The more you drink the less you play and sing the blues.

Believe me. I tried and I didn't stand a chance.
I fell and rolled on the floor before even a trance.
I had to finish playing and singing my blues without dance.

From now on, I will no longer mix my drinks with the blues.
My blues is enough to make me travel. I will stay with the blues.
Yes, man, I’ll stay with my blues. Only my blues.
That is enough to get around with my blues.
Hum, hum, hum, my blues and going on, hum, hum, hum.