The Old Black Rum (Live)

I drank 16 doubles for the price of one
 tryin to find the courage to talk to one
 I asked her for a dance, not a second glance
 my night had just begun
 Well I'd drink to the father or the holy ghost
 i'm kneeling at the alter of my nightly post
 so I'll raise a glass, not the first or last
 come join me in this toast
 because the old black rum's got a hold on me
 like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
 and the old black rum's got a hold on me
 will I live for another day(heyyyyy)will I live for another day
 Well the queen of George Street just went walkin' on by
 walkin' on by with some guy who don't care
 that she stood in line since half past nine
 and spent three hours on her hair
 (aahh)
 Her friend is lookin' at me with an evil grin
 I think a bloody racket might soon begin
 I must have said something to the George Street queen
 her boys are joining in.
 So I drank all of my money and I slept out in the rain
 Everyday is different, but the nights they're all the same
 You never see the sun on the old black rum
 but I know I'm gonna do it again.
 will I live for another day