Jerry Lee Lewis - Jack Daniel Old No. 7 lyrics

A woman wrings her hands and cries, "I've lost my man" You should-a seen him, tote that diesel 'cross the land Now you'll find him upon Lynchburg, Tennessee Collecting bottles in his old dungarees And the Silver Dollar Saloon We're gonna break him of it soon Jack Daniel's, old number seven Tennessee, sour-mashed whiskey Jack Daniel's, old number seven Tennessee, sour-mashed whiskey He used to be so frisky Bogie Bogart, he cried, "Laureen, let's sail the sea" Honey, when I'm dyin', have another drink of that stuff for me But now ya find him on Lynchburg all the time But they keep him waiting at the end of the line At that old honky tonk people prayed My God, look at all the parts he played, I'm talkin' about it Jack Daniel's, old number seven Tennessee, sour-mashed whiskey Jack Daniel's, old number seven Tennessee, sour-mashed whiskey He used to be so frisky And now you'll find him upon Lynchburg, Tennessee Collectin' bottles in his old, old dungarees At the honky tonk, he prayed Think of all the parts, old Bogart played, I'm talkin' about it Jack Daniel's, old number seven Tennessee, sour-mashed whiskey Jack Daniel's, old number seven Tennessee, sour-mashed whiskey He used to be so frisky