If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck With a matchbox on my clothes They don't make me drunk I'd dive to the bottom and I don't know if I'd come up Well, I'm just here wondering Yes, I'm just here wondering You know if things don't get no better

Well, I rolled and I tumbled, Cried the whole night long. Well, I told my baby, Before I left that town. Owww, oww ooo, aww, oww, oh. Well, if the river was whiskey, And I was a divin' duck. Well, I could a had a religion, This bad old thing instead.

Going to Louisiana, baby, behind the sun If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck You know I just found out My trouble's just begun I'm going to New Orleans get me a Mojo Hand I would swim to the bottom Drink myself back up I'm gonna get you