Don't sell Daddy anymore whiskey,
I know it will take him away.

We are all hungry and Mamma is weeping,

don't sell him no whiskey today.

I walked down the street of a small country town,
and I passed by an old whiskey store,

I saw a little boy, his clothes so shabby.

I stopped and I stood by the door.

I want you to listen, for I am repeating

the words that I heard the boy say.

He treats us so good as long as he's sober,

and he tells us that he loves us so,

but a bottle of whiskey drives Daddy so crazy,

I'm telling you this ?cause I know.

He beats my mommy and brothers,

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