Who Threw the Whiskey I the Well - Wynonie Harris

It was an early Sunday morning

And the church was crowded full

Old elder Brown was rave’n

He was angry as a bull

The congregation sensed it And they knew just what he meant

When he said my text today is You sinners must repent

Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)

Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)

Cause Deacon Jones knelt down to pray

All he said was «Hey Hey»

So who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)

(Now who threw the whisky in the well) In the well

(Who threw the whisky in the well) In the well

I’m feel’en mighty fine

I’m high as Georgia Pine

So who threw the whisky in the well

In the well

Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)

Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)

Keep you dippers out of that well

Or we all wind up in (WELL)

Who threw the whisky in the well (in the well)

That’s what I’d like to know

Well sisters and brothers

I’m taking my leave thee

Every time I show you the light

And you all live outside of me Since brother Jones brought his bone

And Sister Ash has all the cash

Let’s get together drink water get tall

Come on children let’s have a ball