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Thread #34399   Message #463940
Posted By: Sorcha
16-May-01 - 01:19 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: The Little Stream of Whiskey
Subject: Lyr Add: THE LITTLE STREAM OF WHISKEY
I found a whole 'nother version slightly different from what's in the DT that has that verse:


LITTLE STREAM OF WHISKEY

D / / / | G / D / | G / D / | E / A /
D / / / | G / D / | G / D / | A / D /

1. Just a mile west of the water tank on a cold November day,
In a cold and lonely boxcar, a dying hobo lay.
His pal sat there beside him with a low and drooping head,
Listening to the last words his dying buddy said.

2. "Partner, old partner, I must say goodbye.
I hear that train a-coming and I know it's getting nigh.
Will you tell that old conductor just where I want to stop
Where the little stream of whiskey comes trickling down the rocks?

3. "We've rode the rods together. we've rambled all around.
In every kind of weather, we've slept out on the ground.
Partner, don't you miss the train that always makes the stop
Where the little stream of whiskey comes trickling down the rocks.

4. "Tell my girl in Danville she need not worry at all.
I'm going to that country where I won't have to work at all.
I won't have to wash my overalls or even change my socks
Where the little stream of whiskey comes trickling down the rocks.

5. "I'm going to that better place where everything is right,
Where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night.
I won't have to jump another train or work another job
Where the little stream of whiskey comes trickling down the rocks.

6. "I hear the fast mail coming. I'll catch it by and by.
Oh, gal of mine, oh, gal of mine, it ain't so hard to die."
His head fell back and his eyes fell in as he breathed his last refrain.
His partner swiped his shoes and socks and hopped the eastbound train.


I neglected to copy the address where I found it, so I'll go back and get it, next post, OK