Who Threw the Whiskey in the Well Songtext
von Wynonie Harris

It was an early Sunday morning
And the church was crowded full
Old elder Brown was rave′n
He was angry as a bull
The congregation sensed it
And they knew just what he meant
When he said my text today is
You sinners must repent

Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)
Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)
Cause Deacon Jones knelt down to pray
All he said was "Hey Hey"
So who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)
(Now who threw the whisky in the well) In the well
(Who threw the whisky in the well) In the well


I'm feel′en mighty fine
I'm high as Georgia Pine
So who threw the whisky in the well
In the well

Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)
Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)

Keep you dippers out of that well
Or we all wind up in (WELL)
Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)
That's what I′d like to know

Well sisters and brothers
I′m taking my leave thee
Every time I show you the light
And you all live outside of me

Since brother Jones brought his bone
And Sister Ash has all the cash
Let's get together drink water get tall
Come on children let′s have a ball