Oh whiskey's the life of man

But whiskey's mostly water

And it's whiskey fuels the worker

And corrupts his only daughter

The mountain water's in the still

The copper pipes a steamin'

There'll soon be whiskey in the glass

And dreamers gone to dreamin'

Oh it's the dreamin' it's the dreamin'

A young girl's prayer

An old man's thoughts a reelin'

Two lovers stealin'

The moonlight beamin'

Oh it's the dreamin' it's the dreamin'

Oh I met her down in dublin town

Like a bottle fly I fell

To the spider in the blackbush of the old railway hotel

I spun my web from liffey's walls

To the back rooms down at whelan's

But oh how sweet my poison

Now his drowning in the dreamin'

Oh it's the dreamin' it's the dreamin'

A young girl's prayer

An old man's thoughts are reelin'

Two lovers stealin' the moonlight beamin'

Oh it's the dreamin' it's the dreamin'

Oh whiskey's made of water

Lads Barley corn or malt

And man and woman's water

Mixed with poetry and salt

Bring on the pullin' of the tides

The flash of eyes a gleamin'

When passion blends the elements

The yeast is but the dreamin'

Oh it's the dreamin'

It's the dreamin'

A young girl's prayer

An old man's thoughts are reelin'

Two lovers stealin' the moonlight beamin'

The search for meaning

Leads through the dreamin'

Oh whiskey's the life of man

The Dreamin' - Tom Russell