Whiskey River - Three Day Threshold
Album: Straight Out of the Barrell
By: Three Day Threshold
By: Three Day Threshold
Duration
2:43
Description
Winners of “Best Local Band” from Boston Magazine, Three Day Threshold is at the forefront of the Americana, Celtic and country music scenes in New England. The band all over the globe; from festivals in the Netherlands to a “Johnny Cash” style gig at a Belgian prison, even a private show for Jim Beam Whiskeys in Clermont, KY, where the band was rewarded with a personal tour of the distillery by none other than the great grandson (and current Master Distiller) of Jim Beam.
Lyrics
WHISKEY RIVER I’m going down to Whiskey River I’m gonna drown, not coming up for air I’m going down to Whiskey River And my friend, yeah my friend, I will see you there. Nowhere to run when the rain comes down, Nowhere to hide when the floods come round. The levee is old and the water is rising. Rain on my face, starting to flood The crops are all gone, now there’s just mud There are things to save, I know, but you can’t take ‘em with you. The road’s washed out, there’s one way to leave So hold me close ‘til the waters recede I swore that I’d be yours, come hell or high water And please remember all the good things I’ve done The life that I lived, the songs that I sung The angel’s share is calling me and I’m thirsty. I’m going down to Whiskey River I’m gonna drown, not coming up for air I’m going down to Whiskey River And all my friends, yeah all my friends, I will see you there.
