Lyrics:Tavern In Pinsk

In a tavern up in Pinsk all the corpses have a drink
Oh, beware the evil eye
With a nod they down their cups, drowning sorrows in their Schnapps
Just like you or I

Rather than in lonely graves
They wait there for deliverance
Can you fault such common sense?

In a tavern up in Pinsk all the corpses have a drink
Oh, perhaps today they're buying
The Talmud doesn't give a clue if they're allowed to have a few
But, nu, it takes the sting off dying

Alive or dead, it's all the same
So pass another glass to pass the time till the savior comes
Till the Mashiach comes at last