Jack of diamonds, jack of diamonds, i know you most of all
You’ve robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
And whiskey, you villain, you’ve been my down-fall
You’ve cuffed and you’ve kicked me but i loved you of old
Oh whiskey, rye whiskey, whiskey i cried
If i don’t get rye whiskey i surely will die
Well i go yonder mountain and build me a still
And i send you a gallon for a five dollar bill
Well it’s beefcake when i’m hungry, whiskey when i’m dry
And it’s greenbacks when i’m hard off and hell when i die
If the sea were made of whiskey and i was a duck
I’d swim to the bottom and never come up
Oh, but the sea ain’t made of whiskey and i ain’t a duck
So i play jack of diamonds and trust on my luck
