I like to think of this tune as the song Wimpy (of Popeye fame) would’ve sung had he ever gotten animatedly drunk, as he swaggered past the hamburger shop.
Just another old chestnut from Mary Birdsong & the O.K. Canaries. That’s Greg Talenfeld on the banjolin (that’s right— I said BANJO-LIN. Not MANDO-LIN). Paul Gold on upright bass. Sorry it’s so distorted in places. Hopefully Greg or I can sweeten it up for your computer-age listening pleasure. But for now, I just wanted to archive it.
Oh, whiskey leave me alone. Oh, whiskey leave me alone. Remember I must get home. Oh, whiskey leave me alone.
Oh, whiskey, don’t drag me down. Oh, whiskey don’t drag me down. Don’t you keep me in this town. Oh, whiskey don’t drag me down.
This bottle will be empty soon. This bottle will be empty soon. And my heart feels empty too. This bottle will be empty soon.
Would a bottle that is new? Would a bottle that is new? Make me think that you are true? Would a bottle that is new?
Oh whiskey leave me alone. Oh, whiskey leave me alone. Remember I must get home. Oh, whiskey leave me alone.
P.S. holy cow! i had no idea until just now, but apparently the song above that my band used to play is inspired by an even older song from a 1952 kirk douglas movie called The Big Sky, called, “Oh, Whiskey Leave Me Alone.” http://youtu.be/ZmrOi3n98nM
I had a really creepy, disturbing dream last night that involved me getting a piggyback ride from adult Peter Brady (Christopher Knight). Then today I wake up and I read on twitter that TV Land is hosting a week-long Brady Bunch marathon to honor the 40th anniversary of the series. COINCIDENCE?!?!
I think the ancient astronaut theorists need to investigate. Or at the VERY least… those guys from the UFO Files.