If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck I'd swim to the bottom and I don't know if I'd come up I'm just here wondering will a matchbox hold my clohtes I'm just here wondering will a matchbox hold my clohtes If things don't get no better then down the road I go Whiskey and beers they don't make me drunk Whiskey and beers they don't make me druink These blues are gonna make me pack my trunk