If The Sea Was Whiskey

If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck

If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck

I'd dive to the bottom and I don't know if I'd come up

Well, I'm just here wondering

With a matchbox on my clothes

Yes, I'm just here wondering

With a matchbox on my clothes

You know if things don't get no better

Then down the road I go

Whiskey and beers

They don't make me drunk

Whiskey and beers

They don't make me drunk

But I believe my election make me pack my trunk

So I sing da da da da

(And da da da da)