Hemingway’s whiskey
Warm and smooth and mean
Even when it burns
It’ll always finish clean

He didn’t like it watered down
He took it straight up and neat
If it was bad enough for him
You know it’s bad enough for me
Hemingway’s whiskey

Ah, it’s tough out there
A good muse is hard to find
Living one word to the next
One line at a time

There’s more to life than whiskey
There’s more to words than rhyme
Sometimes nothing works
Sometimes nothing shines
Like Hemingway’s whiskey

Sail away, sail away
Three sheets to the wind
Live hard, die hard
This one’s for him

Hemingway’s whiskey
Warm and smooth and mean
Even when it burns
It’ll always finish clean

He didn’t like it watered down
He took it straight up and neat
If it was bad enough for him
You know it’s bad enough for me
Hemingway’s whiskey