Lyrics: Gavin Cooper
Music: Gavin Cooper
(Chasin' after that liquid gold)
(We'd rather get it than get old)
(dig it up, dig it up)
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Born in this town, but been here and there
The road less traveled kind of guy
But though the waters stay fast and
Oh, so free
I ain't never seen mouths this dry
(never seen mouths this dry)
Yet the common man will find his fix
Whether morphine or creosole
But there's one sure way to get them ossified
You gotta dig up that liquid gold
(dig it up, dig it up)
Time's a-wasting friend, can't spare a minute
(Chasin' after that liquid gold)
Take a big inhale o' those ST.lou' spirits
(We'd rather get it than ever get old)
You can speak easy chums, it'll be alright
(Chasin' after that liquid gold)
So take a swig for your courage and we'll own tonight
(We'd rather get it than ever get old)
Rocky: MANIACAL LAUGHTER
Freckle: Oh no, here we go again
Ivy: Rocky--
I took roads not taken met little Daisy
And the secrets that she hides
But it ain't been easy for dear Miss M
Since the man that she loved DIED
(Since the man that she loved DIED)
So it's up to us to find the entertainment
To keep ourselves brave and bold(brave and bold)
And what better way to show our gallantry
Than to dig up for that liquid gold
(dig it up, dig it up)
I said time's a-wasting cousin can't spare a minute
(Chasin' after that liquid gold)
Feel the vibes in the air of those ST.lou' spirits
(We'd rather get it than ever get old)
We can speak easy chums, we'll keep out of sight
(Chasin' after that liquid gold)
So take a swig for your courage and we'll own tonight
(We'd rather get it than ever get old)
Now the extravagance and show of this sordid affair
Will nary spoil the ambience of the Mississippi air
And if thine eyes shall fall and rest on the scene
Then pay no mind, friend, merely greasing the machine
(here we go again)
I've had run-ins with rumrunners and rubes
But it's never bothered me, none, just a normal afternoon！
So if you're keen to listen, here's an offer I'll propose
Let me work and I'll provide you with a touch of that gold!
Time's a-wasting friend can't spare a minute
(Chasin' after that liquid gold)
And there's no sweeter smell than the ST.lou' spirits
(We'd rather get it than ever get old)
We're speaking easy friends we're on a bootlegger's flight
(Chasin' after that liquid gold)
We'll take a swig for our courage and we'll own tonight
(We'd rather get it than ever get old)
Rocky: ENCORE!
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Freckle: ooops, there should a secret we go~
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So take a swig for your courage and we'll own tonight
We're gonna dig up that liquid gold!