From the recording Mainline

A tune about having champagne taste on a beer budget.
- Rob McLaren

Lyrics

Well if I were a gambler, tell you what I’d do
I’d gamble the money that I would’ve spent on booze
I would be sober but I’d still be poor
So a gambling habit’s something I can’t afford

Lost all my money, money’s all gone
From drinking the whisky and carrying on

Well I spent my money on cold pressed juice
Fresh local meat and organic produce
It gets expensive if you want to eat right
Which you have to do if you’re drinking all night

Chorus

Well if I’s a moonshiner making the brew
I’d drink for free and I’d make money too
But I do not think that my patience would last
To age it ten years in them old sherry casks

Chorus