My throat is dry like the desert sand
My thirst is growing beyond my command
I know that I'm dying, my time's running out
Oh Lord, won't you buy me just one more stout
Put me six feet under ground
I'll still crave another round
Put me six feet under ground
I'll still crave another round
I've been a liar and I've been a cheat
I've lived like a king and a bum on the street
Seems my days are numbered and I'm out of luck
If water was whiskey I'd dive like a duck
Finnegan's Hell - Six Feet Under Lyrics
Finnegan's Hell - Six Feet Under Lyrics
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My throat is dry like the desert sand
My thirst is growing beyond my command
I know that I'm dying, my time's running out
Oh Lord, won't you buy me just one more stout
Put me six feet under ground
I'll still crave another round
Put me six feet under ground
I'll still crave another round
I've been a liar and I've been a cheat
I've lived like a king and a bum on the street
Seems my days are numbered and I'm out of luck
If water was whiskey I'd dive like a duck
My thirst is growing beyond my command
I know that I'm dying, my time's running out
Oh Lord, won't you buy me just one more stout
Put me six feet under ground
I'll still crave another round
Put me six feet under ground
I'll still crave another round
I've been a liar and I've been a cheat
I've lived like a king and a bum on the street
Seems my days are numbered and I'm out of luck
If water was whiskey I'd dive like a duck
Writer: ESBJORN NILSSON, MICHAEL EK, PABLO RAUTENBERG, ROLF PERLEIJ, SAN JANSSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Performed By: Finnegan's Hell
Length: 2:06
Written by: ESBJORN NILSSON, MICHAEL EK, PABLO RAUTENBERG, ROLF PERLEIJ, SAN JANSSON