In eighteen eighty
down a dusty road
Along came a miner
with a big fat load
He was caked in dirt
from his head to his foot
His hair so black
that it looked like soot
Well he reined in his mule
and he hitched him to the rail
And he said old feller
it's the end of the trail
Well he ambled down
to the old saloon
He said I know it's early
and it ain't quite noon
But hey hey everybody
drink on me everybody
Have a drink have a drink
have a drink on me
Everybody have a drink on me
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
Have a drink have a drink
have a drink on me
Everybody have a drink on me
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
Well I just got a letter
from down in Tennessee
It said my uncle died
and left an oil well to me
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
I've been diggin' all my life
and I nearly dug to hell
But my uncle dug potatoes
and he struck an oil well
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
Let me hear you man
Have a drink have a drink
have a drink on me
Everybody have a drink on me
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
Have a drink have a drink
have a drink on me
Everybody have a drink on me
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
Brother Leslie now
Well black gold yellow gold
gas it's all the same
Take my tip and
give up the mining game
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
Well sell your shovel
and your old long johns
You can make a fortune
writing Adam Faith songs
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
One more time
Have a drink have a drink
have a drink on me
Everybody have a drink on me
Hey hey
everybody drink on me
Oh well have a drink
have a drink
have a drink on me
Everybody have a drink on me
Hey hey
everybody drink on me