Lyrics:

Elijah Craig was a preacher man
He could save your soul from hell
And give you a taste of heaven
From his old corn whisky still
Elijah Craig, he served us well

Elijah Craig had good strong hands
Confidence and skill
He took the river in an untamed land
And made it drive the mill
He always seemed the kind of man
To have a damn good try
And he turned out timber, rope and grain
For the pioneers to buy

Elijah Craig was a preacher man
He could save your soul from hell
And give you a taste of heaven
From his old corn whisky still
Elijah Craig, he served us well

Elijah Craig had a good strong voice
It rang like a mission bell
His words rained down from cathedral skies
And they held you in their spell
And when he sang the holy psalms
It made your spirit rise
There was something special in this man
You could see it in his eyes

He took his place on the frontier
And he knew what to do
To ease the pain of the pilgrims passing through

Elijah Craig had a good business brain
And the soul of an engineer
His family came from a Highland glen
Out west to the new frontier
He preached the word of a vengeful God
And he strove to do his will
But somehow he knew God would smile
On his old corn whisky still

Elijah Craig was a preacher man
He could save your soul from hell
And give you a taste of heaven
From his old corn whisky still
Elijah Craig, he served us well

He took his place on the frontier
And he knew
Just what to do
For me and you
And all the pilgrims passing through
'Cos he knew
That we are all - just pilgrims passing through