Indian Gin and Whisky Dry
Maurice Gibb, Barry Gibb, Robin Gibb
All day, all night
You feel as if the earth could fly
Three more all for fine Indian
Gin and whisky dry
Fine Indian gin and whisky dry
Small town, closed down
There's nowhere else around to try
Disturbingly a voice would cry
"Go home, no loan
You'll have you gin and whisky dry
You'll have your gin and whisky dry"
Four, ten, four men
Lining up for their handy brandy
All's gone, you're none
Came the bartender's reply
But I've tried and I'm tied
To Indian gin and whisky dry
To Indian gin and whisky dry
To Indian gin and whisky dry