imagine my friend that the well has run dry the bar keep resigns cause there won't be more rye trade lies with your mates amd then you have a good cry it's finally happened,no more good times what would you do and what would you say if some bloody bastard took the high balls away my god the world insist that we cannot be happy until we are pissed off your ass! day by day they take our freedom who the hell gives them the right hold your glass up high and we'll drink on and on and on and on if i'm happy or i'm sad jack daniel's makes me feel alright raise your glass up hight and we'll sing on and on and on and on all we want all we want all we want is hight balls for everyone and then,this fucked up world would seem alright hold and jackie,savs me your goobyes hold jackie,beed double rye we got your back jack babyno more feelin dry so cheers to you my deer old friend day by day they takeour freedom who the hell give them the right hold your class up hight and we'll drink on and on and on and on if i'm happy or i'm sad jack daniels mahe me feel alright hold your class up hight and we'll sing on and on and on and on all we want all we want all we want is hight ball for everyone and then,this fucked up world would seem alright