As Long As You’re Up/A Sober Life’s a Hard Life

As long as you're up
Get me a blast
I must confess, under duress
I like to be gassed
Let other gen'rals trudge
Sober as a judge
Boy, this is the only
Way to fly
Pursuing the South
Over the hills
Fearless and brave, minus a shave
And crocked to the gills
A half a fifth, I know
Ought to take Shiloh, so
As long as you're up, get me a blast

A sober life's a hard life
The sort of a life with which I've clashed
For though I sympathize with tem'prance
There's a lot to be said for being smashed
It helps to lubricate things
Like, for example, civil wars
You can have the dry life
Brother, this is my life
Open wide the tavern doors