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

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

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.