The Rum Song
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by Brant Risko
How's the rum supply?
We hope it's not running dry
Only thing that could make us cry
Is no more booze to get us high
Whoa-oh-whoa, How's the rum supply?
Watch out for the rum!
It's the treasure for which we've come
Might make me blind, deaf, and dumb
Still, we've got to get us some
Whoa-oh-whoa, Watch out for the rum!