The Dubliners – Whiskey On A Sunday (Guitar)

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Oh, he sits at the corner of Beggars Bush, astride of an old packing case,

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And the dolls at the end of the plank were dancing, as he crooned with a smile

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on his face

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Come day, go day, wishing me heart it was Sunday

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Drinking buttermilk all the week, and it's whiskey on a Sunday

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His tired old hands from the wooden beam,

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And the puppets they danced up and down

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A far better show than you ever will see,

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In the fanciest theatre in town

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Come day, go day, wishing me heart it was Sunday

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Drinking buttermilk all the week, and it's whiskey on a Sunday

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In nineteen o two old Seth Davy died,

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His song, it was heard no more

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His three dancing dolls in the dustbin were thrown,

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And the plank went to mend the back door

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Come day, go day, wishing me heart it was Sunday

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Drinking buttermilk all the week, and it's whiskey on a Sunday

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On some stormy night if you're passing that way,

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With the wind blowing up from the sea

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You may still hear the song of old Seth Davy,

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As he croons to his dancing dolls three

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Come day, go day, wishing me heart it was Sunday

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Drinking buttermilk all the week, and it's whiskey on a Sunday

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Drinking buttermilk all the week, and it's whiskey on a Sunday