Pass The Bottle Lyrics by Whiskey Bards
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Ch: Oh, pass the bottle ‘round to me I’ll pass it back again
For beer and whiskey tends to make the happiest of friends

There comes a time in all our lives near the ending of our years
Where we will go to part this world and never more be here
But ‘till then our friends we’ll wait with you and have you gather round
And lots of whiskey ale and brew we’ll happily drink down CH:

The japanese have sake – The frenchmen Wine in Drums
The germans have their kegs of beer and pirates they drink rum
But we drink juice of the barley with water from a spring
It makes us feel so light and cheerful As we start to sing CH:

Now Nate he was a friend of ours – worked at the whiskey mill
One fateful day into a vat he sadly took a spill
He fended off our efforts when to save him we all tried
And drank his fill a nine times round ‘till happily he died CH:

We pulled Nate out and took him to the local great mortician
Who sadly said he’s gone my boy’s I’ll take him for cremation
But Nates body had been in so long the whisky marinade
When they put-him-on-the-pyre to burn-him-in-the-fire he burned for 8 days straight! CH:

Now Charlie met the devil a coming cross the lee
And Charlie said “hey devil you do not frighten me
The song says ‘whiskey you’re the devil’ so then whiskey you must be!
And >>poof
Ch: Oh, pass the bottle ‘round to me I’ll pass it back again    For beer and whiskey tends to make the happiest of friends       There comes a time in all our lives near the ending of our years    Where we will go to part this world and never more be here    But ‘till then our friends we’ll wait with you and have you gather round    And lots of whiskey ale and brew we’ll happily drink down CH:       The japanese have sake – The frenchmen Wine in Drums    The germans have their kegs of beer and pirates they drink rum    But we drink juice of the barley with water from a spring    It makes us feel so light and cheerful As we start to sing CH:       Now Nate he was a friend of ours – worked at the whiskey mill    One fateful day into a vat he sadly took a spill    He fended off our efforts when to save him we all tried    And drank his fill a nine times round ‘till happily he died CH:       We pulled Nate out and took him to the local great mortician    Who sadly said he’s gone my boy’s I’ll take him for cremation    But Nates body had been in so long the whisky marinade    When they put-him-on-the-pyre to burn-him-in-the-fire he burned for 8 days straight! CH:       Now Charlie met the devil a coming cross the lee    And Charlie said “hey devil you do not frighten me    The song says ‘whiskey you’re the devil’ so then whiskey you must be!    And >>poof