Ah that explains it Sir. Talking of drinking dry did you hear this new song I heard at Mississippi Mary's the other night:
DRINK OLD DIXIE DRY
Come drink me brave boys, as I've told you before.
Come drink me brave boys and we'll boldly call for more
For the Yanks they are invading and they say that they will try, will try.
They say that they shall come and drink Old Dixie dry
Aye dry, Aye dry me boys, aye dry.
They say that they shall come and drink Old Dixie dry.
Supposing that we should meet with the Yanks by the way.
Ten thousand to one we will show them Southern play.
With our muskets and our swords we'll fight until we die, we die.
Before that they shall come and drink Old Dixie dry
Then it's drink me brave boys, as I've told you before.
Come drink me brave boys 'till you cannot drink no more
For those Yanks they may boast & brag, but their brags are all my eye, my eye.
They say that they shall come and drink Old Dixie dry.
