Mike Cross — Liquor In the Well
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I went to a party on a Saturday night
In the middle of the harvest season
I met an old man with a bottle in his hand
Who′d clearly lost his reason
He was up on a tabletop dancing and he wouldn't stop
Lampshade on his head
He kicked up his heels and the girls all squealed
As he slipped like a man on a sled
He fell on my grandpa sitting up against the wall
Here′s what grandpa said
I don't know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
I don't know who filled the bottle up
But I think I know who downed it
I′ve heard it said when it goes to your head
There ain′t no getting around it
So I don't know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
A man came bragging by the house one day
About how he was sitting real pretty
Said he just met a man who sold him some land
In the middle of New York City
He said "I met a man fishing who said he was wishing
He could sell me this bridge in Brooklyn
Well I ain′t no hick so I jumped on it quick
I could smell a good deal cooking"
Grandpa said as he scratched his head
"I believe that fisherman's hooked one"
I don′t know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
I don't know who filled the bottle up
But I think I know who downed it
I′ve heard it said when it goes to your head
There ain't no getting around it
So I don't know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
You can see the weirdest things
In the circus we call living
The wheels of the world go round and around
And we just wobble with them
There are suckers and shysters
Movers and heisters
Times of pain and bliss
Good guys, bad guys
Straights and otherwise
On and on goes the list
Yet people do the strangest things
They even listen to songs like this
I don′t know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
I don′t know who filled the bottle up
But I think I know who downed it
I've heard it said when it goes to your head
There ain′t no getting around it
So I don't know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
I don′t know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
Writer: Mike Cross
In the middle of the harvest season
I met an old man with a bottle in his hand
Who′d clearly lost his reason
He was up on a tabletop dancing and he wouldn't stop
Lampshade on his head
He kicked up his heels and the girls all squealed
As he slipped like a man on a sled
He fell on my grandpa sitting up against the wall
Here′s what grandpa said
I don't know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
I don't know who filled the bottle up
But I think I know who downed it
I′ve heard it said when it goes to your head
There ain′t no getting around it
So I don't know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
A man came bragging by the house one day
About how he was sitting real pretty
Said he just met a man who sold him some land
In the middle of New York City
He said "I met a man fishing who said he was wishing
He could sell me this bridge in Brooklyn
Well I ain′t no hick so I jumped on it quick
I could smell a good deal cooking"
Grandpa said as he scratched his head
"I believe that fisherman's hooked one"
I don′t know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
I don't know who filled the bottle up
But I think I know who downed it
I′ve heard it said when it goes to your head
There ain't no getting around it
So I don't know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
You can see the weirdest things
In the circus we call living
The wheels of the world go round and around
And we just wobble with them
There are suckers and shysters
Movers and heisters
Times of pain and bliss
Good guys, bad guys
Straights and otherwise
On and on goes the list
Yet people do the strangest things
They even listen to songs like this
I don′t know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
I don′t know who filled the bottle up
But I think I know who downed it
I've heard it said when it goes to your head
There ain′t no getting around it
So I don't know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
I don′t know who threw the liquor in the well
But I think I know who found it
Writer: Mike Cross
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