ORIGINAL: Zovs
ORIGINAL: RangerJoe
Hey, that math is too high level for a DAT . . .
Hahaha, that’s good but you underestimate us DATs we can count to 100, with our two hands, it’s the subtracting that kills us…
I thought that subtraction would be easy for DATs!
100 Bottles of Beer On The Wall
Words & Music by
Jimmie Vestal
A hundred bottles of beer on the wall,
A hundred bottles of beer
Take one down, pass it around
Ninety nine bottles of beer on the wall.
From a hundred bottles of beer on the wall I'm countin' down
Passing bottles in this place
Who knows that I'm around?
A hundred bottles of beer on the wall
I'm passed around, my love leaves town
She don't care at all.
I'm in this country bar in Tennessee
I'm clogging with my friends
And singing harmony
They are having fun
But I'm not feeling great
Like those bottles on the wall
Love intoxicates.
That girl of mine she left me
Here in Tennessee
Line dancin' with my friends
There's no place I'd rather be
But I can't forget my troubles
Passing bottles in this place
Everywhere I go I see her face.
From a hundred bottles of beer on the wall I'm countin' down
Passing bottles in this place
Who knows that I'm around?
A hundred bottles of beer on the wall
I'm passed around, my love leaves town
She don't care at all.
(GUITAR BREAK)
From a hundred bottles of beer on the wall I'm countin' down
Passing bottles in this place
Who knows that I'm around?
Like the bottles in this place
I'm passed around
From one love mess to the next
When will love be found?
Eighty eight bottles of beer on the wall Eighty eight bottles of beer
Take one down, pass it around
Eighty seven bottles of beer on the wall.
(GUITAR BREAK)
From a hundred bottles of beer on the wall I'm countin' down
Passing bottles in this place
Who knows that I'm around?
A hundred bottles of beer on the wall
I'm passed around, my love leaves town
She don't care at all.
Copyright © Jimmie Vestal Sand and Palms Music (BMI)
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