Smuggler's Booze
Make our way to Atlantic Cityto make a good bargainWith Nucky Johnson in prohibitionWith hundred barrels of whiskeyon the board we sail awayAs bootlegging our liqid goldfor god we pray
Away, awayWe sail far awayWe're drinking all the fucking wayand sail far away
Sailed seven hellish months by seaand as we called at a portPoor Mickey Mcgee has kicked the bucketFor Cactus Wine, sweet Mule Skinnerand chewing tobaccoWe've trated our boozewith a barbed cowboy
Away, awayWe sail far awayWe're drinking all the fucking wayand sail far away
After one year Jimmybecame an obsessiveAnd Sally was locked up for prostitutionThe whole smuggler ganghas buried six feet underAnd I drank our cheep boozewith the bartender