Whiskey is the life of man,
Ch: Whiskey, Johnny!
Oh, I'll drink whiskey while I can,
Ch: Whiskey for my Johnny-oh!

O whiskey straight and whiskey strong,
Give me some whiskey and I'll sing you a song.

O Whiskey makes me wear old clo'es,
Whiskey gave me a broken nose.

Whiskey killed my poor old dad,
Whiskey druv me mother mad.

If whiskey comes to near my nose,
I tip it up and down she goes.

I had a girl, her name was Lize,
She put whiskey in her pies.

My wife and I can not agree;
She puts whiskey in her tea.

Here comes the cook with the whiskey can,
A glass of grog for every man.

A glass of grog for every man,
And a bottle full for the shantyman...

From Roll and Go by Joanna Carver Colcord (1924)

O whiskey is the life of man
Whiskey! Johnny!
O whiskey is the life of man
Whiskey for my Johnny!

I drink it out of an old tin can

I drink whiskey when I can

I drink it hot, I drink it cold

I drink it new, I drink it old

Whiskey killed my poor old dad

Whiskey makes me pawn my clothes

Whiskey makes me scratch my toes "(gout?)"

O fisherman, have you just come from sea?

O yes, sir, I have just come from sea

Then have you any crab-fish that you can sell to me?

O yes, sir, I have crab-fish one, two, three

From A Sailor's Garland by John Masefield (1906)