Hemingway's whiskey, warm and smooth and mean
Even when it burns, it'll always finish clean
He didn't like it watered down, he took it straight up and neat

If it was bad enough for him, you know it's bad enough for me

Hemingway's whiskey


Ah, it's tough out there, a good muse is hard to find
Living one word to the next, one line at a time

There's more to life than whiskey, there's more to words than rhyme
Sometimes nothing works, sometimes nothing shines


Like Hemingway's whiskey

Sail away, sail away, three sheets to the wind

Live hard, die hard, this one's for him

Hemingway's whiskey, warm and smooth and mean

Even when it burns, it'll always finish clean
He didn't like it watered down, he took it straight up and neat
If it was bad enough for him, you know it's bad enough for me


Hemingway's whiskey
Hemingway's whiskey

Hemingway's whiskey