Whiskey, Mystics and Men

Well I'll tell you a story of whiskey and mystics and men

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And about the believers and how the whole thing began

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First there were women and children obeying the moon

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Then daylight brought wisdom and fever and sickness too soon

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You can try to remind me instead of the other you can

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You can help to insure that we all insecure our command

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If you don't give a listen, I won't try to tell your new hand

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This is it, can't you see that we all have our ends in the band?

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And if all of the teachers and preachers of wealth were arraigned

We could see quite a future for me in the literal sands

And if all of the people could claim to inspect such regret

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Well, we'd have no forgiveness, forgetfulness, faithful remorse

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So, I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must send away

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We must try to find a new answer instead of a way