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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Whiskey Bards
The Whiskey Bards
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Sabourin
Paul Sabourin
Composer
Greg "Storm" DiCostanzo
Greg "Storm" DiCostanzo
Songwriter

Lyrics

Gather round ye lads and lassies Set ye for a while And happen 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 Drinking Song Consumption took me mother Me Father got the pox My brother drank the whiskey Till he wound up in a box My other brother's in the troubles Met with their demise My sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes Now everybody's died So until our tears have 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 morning light Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up And then go drinkin' once again. Kenny was killed in Kilkenny Claire she died in Claire Tipton Tipperary died out in the dirty air Shannon jumped into the river Shannon back in June Ernie fell into the urn And Tom was in the tomb Clenliness is Godliness me uncle Pat would sing He broke his neck a'slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring O'Grady he was eighty though is bride was just a pup He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up Joe Murphy fought with Riley near the cliffs of Ol' Danny He pulled out his shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen Crazy uncle Mike, well the thought he was a leprecaun 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 was nae really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame MacNamara crossed the street and by a bus was smacked But he was just a Scottsman so nobody gave a crap Me drunken brother Brandon tried to drive home froma bar The rode rose up to meet him as he fell out of his car Irony was what befell my great grand uncle Sam He choked upon the very last potato in the land Connor lived in Ulstertown and used to smuggle arms Until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms Likewise Father Flannigan, who left the Lord's employ Drunk on sacramental wine beneath an alter boy Someday soon I'll leave the world of pain and toil and sin The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of my kin Me only wish is when the Savior comes for me and you He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Pflatly too!! Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again
Writer(s): Greg Dicostanzo, Paul Sabourin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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