##title:Barrels of Whiskey
##author:The O'Reyllys and the Paddyhats
##_version:(v2)
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[Emi]As I stepped out me house, I [G]saw this man named [D]Clyde,
he [Emi]took me by the hand saying ''I'll [C]take you [D]for a [Emi]ride´´.
[C]I said I cannot go there there are [Emi]things to get [D]done
he said [C]boy you must, 'cause I [Emi]ain't [D]got a [Emi]son.
[Emi]There's a little secret [G]no one should [D]know,
[Emi]deep into the forest, we [C]both [D]gotta [Emi]go.
I'll [C]show you the way, I [Emi]earn my daily [D]bread,
[C]but dare not to reveal it or you're [Emi]gonna loose your [D]head!

R: I make [Emi]barrels of [C]whiskey it [G]ain't no cham[D]pagne,
its [Emi]served in our [C]brothels to [G]keep away the [D]pain!
[Ami]What I [Emi]share with [Ami]you my [Emi]lad, is the [Ami]biggest [Emi]secret [C]I've ever [D]had.
I make [Emi]barrels of [C]whiskey it [G]ain't no cham[D]pagne,
its [Emi]served in our [C]brothels to [G]keep a[D]way the [Emi]pain!

{\bf Sólo:} Sloka

See the soldiers at war, on the battlefield,
they've got more than a gun, my whiskey is their shield.
Look at the crippled, the wounded down the street,
a passport to hell and a bottle to their feet.
You don't leave a child or sweetheart behind.
This is our secret vow so boy don't be blind.

R: \dots What I share with you my lad, what I share with you\dots

R: