1,2,3,4

Whiskey, whiskey

The singers getting sore

We raised the roof, now we're lowering the floor

The band is blistered but we've got a little more

When I say 1, 2, you say 3, 4

1, 2, (3, 4)

Altogether

Altogether gone

It's now or never if you want another song

On and on goes the ringing of the bell

Off we go, this song won't sing itself

So soldiers at my side, come on

It's you and me tonight

Whiskey, whiskey

The singers getting sore

We raised the roof, now we're lowering the floor

The band is blistered but we've got a little more

When I say 1, 2, you say 3, 4

1, 2, (3, 4)

Oh, Mister Moonlight

You gotta let 'em play

If the devils wanna dance then the piper wants his pay

Hide me in a hiding place where good sense never goes

Take me to the fountain where the firewater flows

Find our alibis and lies

And lose ourselves tonight

Whiskey, whiskey

The singers getting sore

We raised the roof, now we're lowering the floor

The band is blistered but we've got a little more

When I say 1, 2, you say 3, 4

1, 2, (3, 4)

Trying to get the whole room on the dance floor

Is like trying to put a square peg in a round hole

I'm not saying it ain't something that we shouldn't try to do

Don't do it for me though, do it for you

You've been minding your manners and behaving yourself

But there's a lot of bottles let up upon the shelf

So wet my little whistle now and give a dog a bone

I can take it up a notch, can't do it alone

So soldiers at my side, it's you and me tonight

Whiskey, whiskey

The singers getting sore

We raised the roof, now we're lowering the floor

The band is blistered but we've got a little more

When I say 1, 2, you say 3, 4

1, 2, (3, 4)

Whiskey, whiskey

The singers getting sore

We raised the roof, now we're lowering the floor

The band is blistered but we've got a little more

When I say 1, 2, you say 3, 4

1, 2, (3, 4)