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- Gather 'round ye lads and lasses, set ye for a while
- And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle
- Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone
- And lift our voices in another Irish drinkin' song
- Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox
- Me brother drank the whiskey 'till he wound up in a box
- Me other brother in the troubles met with his demise
- Me sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes
- (Chorus)
- Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried
- We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more
- We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light
- Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again
- Kenny was killed in Kilkenny and Claire she died in Clare
- Tip from Tipperary died out in the Derry air
- Shannon jumped into the river Shannon back in June
- Ernie fell into the Erne and Tom is in the Toome
- "Cleanliness is godliness," me Uncle Pat would sing
- He broke his neck a-slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring
- O'Grady he was eighty, 'tho his bride was just a pup
- He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up (HEY!)
- (Chorus)
- Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried
- We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more
- We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light
- Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again
- (Mexican hat dance)
- Joe Murphy fought with Reilly near the Cliffs of Old Dooneen
- He took out his shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen
- Crazy Uncle Mike thought he was a leprechaun
- But in fact he's just a leper and his arms and legs are gone
- When Timmy Johnson broke his neck it was a cryin' shame
- He wasn't really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame
- MacNamara crossed the street and by a bus was hit
- But he was just a Scotsman so nobody gave a shit (OCH!)
- (Chorus)
- Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried
- We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more
- We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light
- Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again
- (Hava Nagila Ole!!)
- Drunken Uncle Brendan tried to drive home from the bar
- The road rose up to meet when he fell out of his car
- Irony was what befell me Great Grand Uncle Sam
- He choked upon the very last potato in the land
- Connor lived in Ulster town, he used to smuggle arms
- Until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms
- And dear old Father Flanagan who left the Lord's employ
- Drunk on sacramental wine beneath the altar boy (HEY!)
- (Chorus)
- Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried
- We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more
- We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light
- Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again
- Someday soon I'll leave this world of pain and toil and sin
- The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of me kin
- Me only wish is when the Savior comes for me and you
- He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Flatley too
- (Chorus)
- Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried
- We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more
- We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light
- Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again
- Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again
- Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again
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