Intro
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[Verse 1]
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All day, all night
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You feel as if the earth could fly
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Three more all for fine Indian gin and whisky dry
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Fine Indian gin and whisky dry
[Verse 2]
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Small town, closed down,
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there's nowhere else around to try
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Disturbingly a voice would cry
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"Go home, no loan, you'll have your gin and whisky dry
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You'll have your gin and whisky dry"
[Verse 3]
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Four, ten, four men, lining up for their handy brandy
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All's gone, you're none, came the bartender's reply
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But I've tried and I'm tied
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To Indian gin and whisky dry
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To Indian gin and whisky dry
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To Indian gin and whisky dry