I went down to Smith Street to buy some alkyhol I went down to Smith Street to buy some alkyhol I told them to cut it with water But they didn't put in a drop at all I drank my strait alky and I went on up the street I drank my strait alky and walked on up the street But my eyes saw double They could not steer my feet Oh this alkyhol is killing me Oh this alkyhol is killing me A doctor says if I don't quit it In a lonely graveyard I will be Alky's alright to drink but it gets you so lowdown Alky's alright to drink but it gets you so lowdown As soon as I get straight I'm going to leave this bad luck town