Roaring Jack - Uisge Beatha lyrics

A dram will drown the weather and fortify the soul There's more warmth in a drop of whiskey than you'll find in a lump of coal It puts the swagger in your step and the poet in your tongue It makes the young men older, it keeps the old ones young Usige Beatha, water of life Usige Beatha, keener than a flick knife Usige Beatha, bring me to my knees Usige Beatha, same again please Now Jesus was the man for turning water into wine They put him on at weddings to perform his holy sign Our fathers in the Gaeltacht went one better than the Lord They turned water into whiskey and down the throat it poured The Irish have their Jamieson's the Scots their Johnny Red If ya cannae get the one thing then the other's fine instead You can drink it from a bottle, you can drink it from a flask If you live up in Glen Livet you can drink it from a cask