Jack Of Diamonds Songtext

I've known you of old
You've robbed my poor pockets
of silver and gold
Beafsteak when I'm hungry
Rye whiskey when I'm dry
Greenbacks when I'm hard up
And heaven when I die
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey
Rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey
I surely will die
Jack of diamonds, jack of diamonds
I've known you of old
You've robbed my poor pockets
of silver and gold
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