paroles de chanson The Day That Clancy Drowned - Ray Stevens
In
the
town
of
Old
Milwaukee,
back
in
1982
He
celebrated
forty
years
of
making
that
famous
brew
Master
of
the
tasters,
Milwaukee's
number
one
And
he
could
fairly
feel
the
flavor
as
it
swished
across
his
tongue
Overtime
and
weekends,
old
Clancy
never
shirked
They
said
it
was
amazing
how
much
Clancy
loved
his
work
But
one
scorching
afternoon
as
he
made
his
final
round
He
fell
into
the
sixty-thousand
gallon
vat
and
drowned
Oh
the
day
that
Clancy
drowned...
He
could
have
called
for
help,
but
Lord,
he
never
made
a
sound
We
all
tried
to
rescue
him
but
we
didn't
have
no
luck
'Cause
he'd
dive
to
the
bottom
and
we
couldn't
pull
him
up
It
was
a
solemn
occasion
as
his
buddies
gathered
'round
They
had
to
make
arrangements
for
to
put
him
in
the
ground
When
they
took
the
dear
departed
over
to
the
funeral
place
It
took
'em
half
an
hour
to
get
that
big
smile
off
his
face
Brother
Daniels
preached
the
funeral
and
he
had
some
words
to
say
About
the
life
of
Brother
Clancy,
oh
yes
and
how
he
passed
away
"Could
it
not
have
been
averted,
" Said
he,
"that
he
met
this
tragic
end?"
"Well,
preacher,
he
got
up
three
times
to
go
to
the
bathroom,
But
he
always
jumped
back
in!"
Oh,
the
day
that
Clancy
drowned...
He
was
blowing
pretty
bubbles
and
a-swimming
all
around
A-gurgling
and
a-giggling
and
a-wearing
that
silly
grin
Oh
but
he
fought
us
like
a
flounder
when
we
tried
to
haul
him
in
Oh,
the
day
that
Clancy
drowned...
He
was
blowing
pretty
bubbles
and
a-swimming
all
around
A-giggling
and
a-gurgling
and
a-wearing
that
silly
grin
But
he
fought
us
like
a
flounder
when
we
tried
to
haul
him
in
Oh,
the
day
that
Clancy
drowned...
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