Sweet Heaven When I Die (Live)

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Beefsteak when I'm hungry,
it's whiskey when I'm dry,
And greenback when I'm hard up boys,
sweet heaven when I die.

When I was down in that old jailhouse,
my friends all was passin' by,
Would nobody come down to go my bail
and I couldn't help but wonder why.

Ahh it's beefsteak when I'm hungry,
give me whiskey when I'm dry ... good'ol corn,
And greenback when I'm hard up,
sweet heaven when I die.

Now daddy was a rambler,
he gambled from town to town,
I'm going to be a rounder boys
ain't never gonna settle down.

Love me when I'm sad and blue,
honey cheer me when I cry.
All I need is a pretty little girl,
to love me till I die.

Beefsteak when I'm hungry,
whiskey when I'm dry,
Lord it's greenback when I'm hard up,
sweet heaven when I die.



Credits
Writer(s): Claud Grant
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