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I Know Who Threw The Whiskey (In The Well) (Bull Moose Jackson)
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It was a lovely Sunday morning
And everyone was gay
Everyone but Deacon Jones
Who did not feel that way
He was loaded down with pills
He was plastered to the gills
You could tell it, you could smell it
Every time you heard him yell
I found out who threw the whiskey in the well (In the well!)
Yes, I know who threw the whiskey in the well (In the well!)
Yes, I'm squealin' on my friend
'Cause he went south with my end
Yes, I know who threw the whiskey in the well (In the well!)
(Deacon Jones who threw the whiskey in the well)
Just wait and see
(Deacon Jones who threw the whiskey in the well)
It wasn't me
I will tell you in a minute
Soon as I find out what's in it
Yes, I know who threw the whiskey in the well
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I'm gonna tell who threw the whiskey in the well (In the well!)
I'm going to tell who threw the whiskey in the well (In the well!)
When you kneel down on your knees
I will set your mind at ease
'Cause I know who threw the whiskey in the well
Through the window came a bottle
And it landed on my head
The folks knelt down to pray
They thought Deacon Jones was dead
Elder Brown went way down
Then he raised the Deacon's head
The Deacon's eyes flew open
And this is what he said
It wasn't Sister Ash (No!)
It wasn't Elder Brown (No!)
It wasn't Sister Kitty
'Cause that gal was in the city
It wasn't Brother Smith (No!)
It wasn't Cousin Sammy
(Who was it, Deacon Jones?)
It was Caledonia's Mammy
(It was Caledonia's mammy!
It was Caledonia's mammy!)
She threw the whiskey in the well!
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