Whiskey whiskey on the shelf
You were so quiet there by yourself
Things were fine 'til they took you down
And opened you up and passed you around
John was the first one to pull you down
He took one drink and he started to clown
Passed you to Hazel, Jane, and Jack
Penelope got you and passed you right back
The doorbell rang and what did you see?
In walked Henry, Fred, and Marie
They hit you high, they hit you low
They hit you fast and they hit you slow
Whiskey on the shelf
You were so quiet there by yourself
Things were fine 'til they took you down
Opened you up and passed you around
Killed you dead and wanted another
They reached on the shelf and grabbed your brother
It’s a shame the way they did you in
Then reached up and got your brother Gin
Grandfather Wine began to tremble with fright
Wondered if the party was going to last all night
Grandfather Wine knew without a doubt
He was next in line if the juice ran out
Whiskey on the shelf
You were so quiet there by yourself
Things were fine 'til they took you down
Opened you up and passed you around
Now look at everybody, they’ve got real tight
Now they want to start a fight
John never did nothin' wrong in his life
Now he’s in a corner with the policeman’s wife
Frank’s so drunk he can hardly see
Trying to make love to Penelope
She took a bottle and hit him in the jaw
That’s when the neighbors called the law
Whiskey on the shelf
You were so quiet there by yourself
Things were fine 'til they took you down
Opened you up and passed you around