it was an early sunday morning and the church was crowded full old elder brown was raving he was angry as a bull the congregation sensed it and they knew just what he d meant when he said my text today is you sinners must repent who threw the whiskey in the well who threw the whiskey in the well cause deacon jones knelt down to pray all he said was hey hey so who threw the whiskey in the well in the well in the well i m feeling mighty fine i m high as a georgia pine in the well who threw the whiskey in the well who threw the whiskey in the well keep your dippers out of that well or we ll all wind up in that s what i d like to know well sisters and brothers i m taking my leave of thee here i ve been trying to show you the light and you all live outside of me since brother jones brought his bones and sister ash has all the cash let s get together drink water get tall come on children let s have a ball