Cognac
Look a here
And it's smooth and it goes down really nice
Costs two hundred dollars a bottle
And that's a damn good bargain price
Talkin' 'bout Cognac
Liquid gold in every sip
Yeah
Look a-here
Let's play some blues while we all take a little nip
Now reefer make me mellow
And whiskey make me wild
Get a couple of glasses and let's get drunk in style
I'm talkin' about Cognac
Careful now, it sneaks up on you strong, yeah
If the late Muddy Waters was here drinkin' with us
That bottle would be ten times gone
Can't drink with me no more Muddy, but I, I got Keith Richards
How 'bout you, Beck? Come on in here now
Good and smooth, good and smooth, good and smooth
It goes good with the blues
Come on Keith, help yourself
Remy Martin XO
I'm only playin' what I know
Come on in here, Beck
Stretch you neck and drink this XO with me
Let me tell you 'bout this woman
When she'd get tight
Give her a double shot of Remy Martin XO
It'll launch your rocket rise
Talkin' 'bout Cognac
XO Cognac that is
And it goes right to your head
Yes, it do
How well do I know
You know it won't kill the living
It'll damn sure raise the dead
Let me say that again
You know it won't kill the living
And it'll damn sure raise the dead
Oh yes, it will
One more
And it's smooth and it goes down really nice
Costs two hundred dollars a bottle
And that's a damn good bargain price
Talkin' 'bout Cognac
Liquid gold in every sip
Yeah
Look a-here
Let's play some blues while we all take a little nip
Now reefer make me mellow
And whiskey make me wild
Get a couple of glasses and let's get drunk in style
I'm talkin' about Cognac
Careful now, it sneaks up on you strong, yeah
If the late Muddy Waters was here drinkin' with us
That bottle would be ten times gone
Can't drink with me no more Muddy, but I, I got Keith Richards
How 'bout you, Beck? Come on in here now
Good and smooth, good and smooth, good and smooth
It goes good with the blues
Come on Keith, help yourself
Remy Martin XO
I'm only playin' what I know
Come on in here, Beck
Stretch you neck and drink this XO with me
Let me tell you 'bout this woman
When she'd get tight
Give her a double shot of Remy Martin XO
It'll launch your rocket rise
Talkin' 'bout Cognac
XO Cognac that is
And it goes right to your head
Yes, it do
How well do I know
You know it won't kill the living
It'll damn sure raise the dead
Let me say that again
You know it won't kill the living
And it'll damn sure raise the dead
Oh yes, it will
One more
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Writer(s): Buddy Guy, Richard Fleming, Thomas Jay Hambridge
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