Chickasaw Mountain Walk
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billroperAs I was going through some old notes, trying to figure out exactly when I wrote some of my older (and sometimes newer) songs, I realized that I hadn't ever gotten around to posting this song to either the website or LJ. And since it was already all typed up...
Lyrics: Bill Roper
Music: “Whiskey In the Jar”
Copyright 1999
Chickasaw Mountain Walk
As I was a-going up on Chickasaw Mountain
I met Sgt. Pepper and his money he was counting.
There’s something in the water and I swear it’s not Viagra.
I feel just like a barrel looking down upon Niagara.
(Chorus)
Musha-rig-dum-durum-die.
Wack full the derry-o.
Wack full the derry-o.
Who spiked my water jar?
And further up the hillside was the Mother of Invention.
She looked on my necessity and made a huge convention.
The fans were all gathered ‘neath the bright ballroom lighting
And over in the corner, little Pokemon were fighting.
(Chorus)
The dragon said to follow, in a voice I still remember.
“My Bond’s my word,” he promised, “so you will not be dismembered.”
The party followed after – on the hillside they were dancing.
The boy was blowing butterflies and unicorns were prancing.
(Chorus)
Upon the mountain’s peak, I found a meditating guru.
He said, “I’ve got a secret. If you want it, do what I do.”
I sat there in the lotus as he warned, “It’s rather risky
To drink the water in this place. I recommend the whiskey.”
(Chorus)
Lyrics: Bill Roper
Music: “Whiskey In the Jar”
Copyright 1999
Chickasaw Mountain Walk
As I was a-going up on Chickasaw Mountain
I met Sgt. Pepper and his money he was counting.
There’s something in the water and I swear it’s not Viagra.
I feel just like a barrel looking down upon Niagara.
(Chorus)
Musha-rig-dum-durum-die.
Wack full the derry-o.
Wack full the derry-o.
Who spiked my water jar?
And further up the hillside was the Mother of Invention.
She looked on my necessity and made a huge convention.
The fans were all gathered ‘neath the bright ballroom lighting
And over in the corner, little Pokemon were fighting.
(Chorus)
The dragon said to follow, in a voice I still remember.
“My Bond’s my word,” he promised, “so you will not be dismembered.”
The party followed after – on the hillside they were dancing.
The boy was blowing butterflies and unicorns were prancing.
(Chorus)
Upon the mountain’s peak, I found a meditating guru.
He said, “I’ve got a secret. If you want it, do what I do.”
I sat there in the lotus as he warned, “It’s rather risky
To drink the water in this place. I recommend the whiskey.”
(Chorus)
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Date: 2007-11-25 01:27 am (UTC)