Whiskey – That’s All
Whiskey – That’s All
Whiskey – That’s All

Excerpted from The Curse of Drink, 1910.
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All? Why, no, there’s a great deal more:
There’s an arm that’s weak and a head that’s sore;


There’s a home that’s filled with grief and woe,
And a wife that’s felled with a savage blow


All? Why, no, there’s a job that’s lost,
There’s an empty purse that can meet no cost;

There’s a watch to pawn and a chair to sell;
There’s money to borrow and a thirst to quell;

There’s an empty glass and a fight or two,
And a fine to pay for an eye that’s blue.


All? Why, no, there’s a demon’s curse;
There’s a child to kick and a wound to nurse;


There’s a home to break and a wife to scrub —
And the song of her life is rub, rub, rub;


There’s a free lunch served in a sample room,
And some chores to do with a rag or broom;

There’s the price to beg for a burning drink,

And a place to sleep where drunards sink.

All? Why, no, there is half untold:
There’s a heart grown sick and limbs grown cold;

There’s a manhood gone and a substitute
That is half a fiend and half a brute;

There’s a place to rob and a man to kill;
There’s a prison cell for a man to fill:


There’s a speedy trial, and a verdict read,
And a wife that weeps as the doom is said,


There’s a curse and a prayer as the gallows fall;


And as for your whiskey, why, that’s all.
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