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Corrib Folk Whiskey On A Sunday Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this weekAlbum: The Best Of Irish Folk Music / Original Release Date: 2009-03-05Genre: WorldSong Duration: 2 min 44 sec
CORRIB FOLK
- Whiskey On A Sunday LyricsCome day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
He sits in the corner of old beggar's bush
On top of an old packing crate
he has three wooden dolls that can dance and can sing
And he croons with a smile on his face
Chorus
Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
His tired old hands tug away at the strings
And the puppets dance up and down
A far better show than you ever would see
In the fanciest theatre in town
Chorus
Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
And sad to relate that old Seth Davy died
In 1904
The three wooden doll in the dustbin were laid
His song will be heard nevermore
Chorus
Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
But some stormy night when you're passing that way
And the wind's blowing up from the sea
You'll still hear the song of old Seth Davy
As he croons to his dancing dolls three
Chorus
Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
He sits in the corner of old beggar's bush
On top of an old packing crate
he has three wooden dolls that can dance and can sing
And he croons with a smile on his face
Chorus
Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
His tired old hands tug away at the strings
And the puppets dance up and down
A far better show than you ever would see
In the fanciest theatre in town
Chorus
Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Whiskey on a Sunday
And sad to relate that old Seth Davy died
In 1904
The three wooden doll in the dustbin were laid
His song will be heard nevermore
Chorus
Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
But some stormy night when you're passing that way
And the wind's blowing up from the sea
You'll still hear the song of old Seth Davy
As he croons to his dancing dolls three
Chorus
Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk thru the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
Facts about Whiskey On A Sunday
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Whiskey On A Sunday is written by Glyn Hughes.
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It is first released on March 05, 2009 as part of Corrib Folk's album "The Best Of Irish Folk Music" which includes 28 tracks in total. This song is the 13rd track on this album.
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Whiskey On A Sunday falls under the genre World.
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Whiskey On A Sunday song length is 2 minutes and 44 seconds.
Who wrote Whiskey On A Sunday lyrics?
Whiskey On A Sunday is written by Glyn Hughes.
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When was Whiskey On A Sunday released?
It is first released on March 05, 2009 as part of Corrib Folk's album "The Best Of Irish Folk Music" which includes 28 tracks in total. This song is the 13rd track on this album.
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Which genre is Whiskey On A Sunday?
Whiskey On A Sunday falls under the genre World.
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How long is the song Whiskey On A Sunday?
Whiskey On A Sunday song length is 2 minutes and 44 seconds.
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Songwriter(s): Glyn Hughes
Record Label(s): 2009 IML Irish Music Licensing Ltd
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