Hemingway's whiskey,

warm and smooth and mean

Even when it burns,

it'll always finish clean

He didn't like it watered down,

he took it straight up and neat

If it was bad enough for him,

you know it's bad enough for me

Hemingway's whiskey

Ah, it's tough out there,

a good muse is hard to find

Living one word to the next,

one line at a time

There's more to life than whiskey,

there's more to words than rhyme

Sometimes nothing works,

sometimes nothing shines

Like Hemingway's whiskey

Sail away, sail away,

three sheets to the wind

Live hard, die hard,

this one's for him

Hemingway's whiskey,

warm and smooth and mean

Even when it burns,

it'll always finish clean

He didn't like it watered down

he took it straight up and neat

If it was bad enough for him

you know it's bad enough for me

Hemingway's whiskey

Hemingway's whiskey

Hemingway's whiskey