Jockey Full Of Bourbon - The Blue Hawaiians

Edna Million in a drop dead suit

Dutch pink on a downtown train

Two dollar pistol but the gun won`t shoot

I`m in the corner in the pouring rain

16 men on a deadman`s chest

And I`ve been drinking from a broken cup

2 pairs of pants and a mohair vest

I`m full of bourbon;

I can`t stand up.

Chorus:

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on the fire;

your children all alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on the fire;

your children all alone

Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan`s head

And I`ve been stepping on the devil`s tail

Across the stripes of a full moon`s head

Through the bars of a Cuban jail

Bloody fingers on a purple knife

A flamingo drinking from a coctail glass

I`m on the lawn with somebody else`s wife

Come admire the view from up on top of the mast

Chorus

Yellow sheets in a Hong Kong bed

Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride

To the carnival is what she said

A hundred dollars makes it dark inside