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Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Whiskey on a Sunday

He sits in the corner of old beggar's bush
On top of an old packing crate
He has three wooden dolls
That can dance and can sing
And he croons with a smile on his face

Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Whiskey on a Sunday

His tired old hands tug away at the strings
And the puppets dance up and down
A far better show than you ever would see
In the fanciest theatre in town

Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Whiskey on a Sunday

And sad to relate that old Seth Davy died in 1904
The three wooden dolls in the dustbin were laid
His song will be heard nevermore

Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Whiskey on a Sunday

But some stormy night when you're passing that way
And the wind's blowing up from the sea
You'll still hear the song of old Seth Davy
As he croons to his dancing dolls three

Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Whiskey on a Sunday

Come day, go day
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Whiskey on a Sunday


Mirror lyrics:

Whiskey on a Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Come day, go day

Whiskey on a Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Come day, go day

As he croons to his dancing dolls three
You'll still hear the song of old Seth Davy
And the wind's blowing up from the sea
But some stormy night when you're passing that way

Whiskey on a Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Come day, go day

His song will be heard nevermore
The three wooden dolls in the dustbin were laid
And sad to relate that old Seth Davy died in 1904

Whiskey on a Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Come day, go day

In the fanciest theatre in town
A far better show than you ever would see
And the puppets dance up and down
His tired old hands tug away at the strings

Whiskey on a Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Come day, go day

And he croons with a smile on his face
That can dance and can sing
He has three wooden dolls
On top of an old packing crate
He sits in the corner of old beggar's bush

Whiskey on a Sunday
Drinking buttermilk through the week
Wish in me heart it were Sunday
Come day, go day


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