The Old Black Rum (Bob Hallet) Song History(click for popup)
I drank sixteen doubles for the price of one,
Trying to find the courage to talk to one,
I asked her for a dance, not a second glance,
My night had just begun.
Well, I drink to the Father or the Holy Ghost
I'm kneeling at the altar of my nightly post
So I'll raise the glass, not the first nor last
Come join me in this toast
(Chorus)
Because the old black rum's got a hold of me
Like a dog wrapped round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold of me
Will I live for another day? Hey!
Will I live for another day?
Well, the queen of George Street is just walking by
Walking on by with some guy who don't care
That she stood in line since half past nine
And spent three hours on her hair... on her hair
Well, my friends are looking at me with an evil grin
I think the bloody racket might soon begin
I must have said something to the George Street queen
And the boys are joining in
(Chorus)
So, I drank all of my money and I slept out in the rain
Every day is different, but the nights are all the same
You never see the sun on the old black rum
But I know I'm gonna do it again.
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
Because the old black rum's got a hold of me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
And the old black rum's got a hold of me
Will I live for another day? Hey!
Will I live for another day? Hey!
Will I live for another day?
And I drank sixteen doubles for the price of one.
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