This was actually sang by our family at my grandmothers memorial. She taught us this song and we used to fsing it like this:
Well the liquor was spilt on the barroom floor, the joint was closed for the night, the little mouse crawled from the hole in the wall and sat in the pale moonlight, he licked up the liquor off the ballroom floor and up on his haunches he set, and all night long you could hear him say, "bring on the damn tom cat!"