CamillasChoice | Rye Whiskey (Red Dead Redemption 2) Campfire song - cover by CamillasChoice @CamillasChoice | Uploaded March 2019 | Updated October 2024, 6 hours ago.
Hi again!!!
I've missed you my sweet friends.
I hope that you who have played the game liked it! I sure loved it. Just wow. Like the intro title said, what an adventure. I kind of envy the people that got to experience that era in history. And in many ways, I also am glad that I live in the now.. :)
If you feel a bit meeh about this song being in a female voice - imagine that you are sitting by the camp fire, all the other male degenerates who have anything of a singing voice are too drunk to sing along, so a swedish gang member friend of yours picks up the guitar and sings this song in honor of all the surrounding idiots. :)
I wish you all the best and big swedish hugs!
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The guitar is tuned in (from thinnest to thickest string) D A F# D A D
Chords used (super easy):
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0 - 0 - 5 - 7
0 - 4 - 5 - 7
0 - 4 - 5 - 7
0 - 4 - 5 - 7
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O Mollie O mollie
it's for your sake alone
that I leave my old parents, my house and my home
My love for you it has caused me to roam
I'm a rabble rouser and Dixie's my home
Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old
You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
o whiskey you villain
you've been my downfall
you've kicked me you've cuffed me and caused me to brawl
My foot's in a stirrup, my bridle's in my hand
I'm leaving sweet Mollie, the fairest in the land
Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor
They say I'm unworthy to enter her door
They say i drink whiskey, my money's my own
and them that dont like me can leave me alone
I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
and when i get thristy i'll lay down and cry
its Beefsteak when I'm hungry and whiskey when I'm dry
Greenbacks when I'm hard up and hell when I die
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
if i dont get rye whiskey i surely will die
oh baby oh baby ive told you before
do make me a pallet, ill lie on the floor
i've rambled and trambled this wide world around
raising hell with the gang, thats where i am bound
Its with these gunslingers, dear Mollie, I'll roam
im a rabble rouser and dixie's my home
if the ocean were whiskey
and i were a duck
i'd dive to the bottom
and get one sweet sup
but the ocean aint whiskey and i aint no duck
so i'll play jack o diamonds and then we'll get drunk
oh baby oh baby i've told you before
do make me a pallet, ill lie on the floor
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Find me on other platforms!
SPOTIFY, GOOGLE PLAY & ITUNES
INSTAGRAM: instagram.com/camillaschoice
MAIL: Camillaschoicemusic@gmail.com
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If you wish to support me as an independent hobby artist, I have a donation button through PayPal.
Donations: paypal.me/CamillasChoice
Hi again!!!
I've missed you my sweet friends.
I hope that you who have played the game liked it! I sure loved it. Just wow. Like the intro title said, what an adventure. I kind of envy the people that got to experience that era in history. And in many ways, I also am glad that I live in the now.. :)
If you feel a bit meeh about this song being in a female voice - imagine that you are sitting by the camp fire, all the other male degenerates who have anything of a singing voice are too drunk to sing along, so a swedish gang member friend of yours picks up the guitar and sings this song in honor of all the surrounding idiots. :)
I wish you all the best and big swedish hugs!
***
The guitar is tuned in (from thinnest to thickest string) D A F# D A D
Chords used (super easy):
0 - 0 - 0 - 0
0 - 0 - 0 - 0
0 - 0 - 5 - 7
0 - 4 - 5 - 7
0 - 4 - 5 - 7
0 - 4 - 5 - 7
***
O Mollie O mollie
it's for your sake alone
that I leave my old parents, my house and my home
My love for you it has caused me to roam
I'm a rabble rouser and Dixie's my home
Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old
You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
o whiskey you villain
you've been my downfall
you've kicked me you've cuffed me and caused me to brawl
My foot's in a stirrup, my bridle's in my hand
I'm leaving sweet Mollie, the fairest in the land
Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor
They say I'm unworthy to enter her door
They say i drink whiskey, my money's my own
and them that dont like me can leave me alone
I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
and when i get thristy i'll lay down and cry
its Beefsteak when I'm hungry and whiskey when I'm dry
Greenbacks when I'm hard up and hell when I die
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
if i dont get rye whiskey i surely will die
oh baby oh baby ive told you before
do make me a pallet, ill lie on the floor
i've rambled and trambled this wide world around
raising hell with the gang, thats where i am bound
Its with these gunslingers, dear Mollie, I'll roam
im a rabble rouser and dixie's my home
if the ocean were whiskey
and i were a duck
i'd dive to the bottom
and get one sweet sup
but the ocean aint whiskey and i aint no duck
so i'll play jack o diamonds and then we'll get drunk
oh baby oh baby i've told you before
do make me a pallet, ill lie on the floor
***
Find me on other platforms!
SPOTIFY, GOOGLE PLAY & ITUNES
INSTAGRAM: instagram.com/camillaschoice
MAIL: Camillaschoicemusic@gmail.com
***
If you wish to support me as an independent hobby artist, I have a donation button through PayPal.
Donations: paypal.me/CamillasChoice