The sun was barely rising,
the dew still kissed the hay
The fiddle sang a melody to chase the night away
We gathered round the table where stories oft was spun
With whiskey in the morning,
the day had just begun
Oh,
whiskey in the morning and laughter in the air
The bottom beats a rhythm,
the tin whistle takes its share
Banjo strings are dancing,
the fiddle's on the run
With whiskey in the morning,
the day has just begun
The hills they called for wanderers,
the sky was painted wide
The shamrocks danced in clover as the breeze gave them a ride
We sang of love and sorrow,
of battles lost and won With whiskey in the morning,
the day had just begun
Oh,
whiskey in the morning and laughter
in the air The bottom beats a rhythm,
the tin whistle takes its share
Banjo strings are dancing,
the fiddle's on the run With whiskey in the morning,
the day has just begun
Raise
your glass,
don't let it fall,
the crake is mighty strong
The stories flow like rivers,
the night is never long
Through jigs and reels we stumble,
our hearts are on the mend
With whiskey in the morning,
the joy will never end
Oh,
whiskey in the morning and laughter in the air
The bottom beats a rhythm,
the tin whistle takes its share
Banjo strings are dancing,
the fiddle's on the run
With whiskey in the morning,
the day has just begun