Rye Whiskey

G If the river was whiskey and I was a duck, C G I'd dive to the bottom, I'd never come up. C G Jack of Diamonds, Jack of diamonds, I know you from old. C G C G C G You rob my poor pocket of silver and gold. G If the river was whiskey and the bank sod was wine, C G You'd see me in bathing just any old time. C G Jack of Diamonds, Jack of diamonds, I know you from old. C G C G C G You rob my poor pocket of silver and gold. G Oh they put me in that jail house, my face to the wall. C G Rye whiskey, rye whiskey was the cause of it all. C G Jack of Diamonds, Jack of diamonds, I know you from old. C G C G C G You rob my poor pocket of silver and gold. G Oh it's cornbread when i'm hungry, cold whiskey when I am dry. C G Old dollar when I am hard up, religion when I die. C G Jack of Diamonds, Jack of diamonds, I know you from old. C G C G C G You rob my poor pocket of silver and gold. C G C G