时间：2011-03-01
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Another Irish Drinking Song - Sportive Tricks
Composed by：Paul Sabourin/Greg DiCostanzo
Gather 'round ye lads and lasses set ye for a while
And harken to me mournful tale of the end rohale
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone
And lift our voices in another Irish drinkin' song
Irine irine irine irine irine irine I
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
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
Irine irine irine irine irine irine I
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 according to the pop
Me onto cathlines slipping died fun about soup
O'Grady he was eighty but
His bride was just a pup
He died upon the honeymoon
When she got his Irish up
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
Irine irine irine irine irine irine I
Joe Murphy fought with Reilly near
The banks of old Dooneen
He took out his shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen
Be crazy uncle Mike beliebe
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 really wasn't Irish but he went to Notre Dame
MacCabes crossed the street and day I
By a go to was hit
But he was just a Scotsman and nobody gave a s**t
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
Irine irine irine irine irine irine I
Be portal uncle Brendan
He was a drunken rack
The road rose up to meet
And I did broke as bloody neck
And 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 caught 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
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
Irine irine irine irine irine irine I
And 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 our
Savior comes for me and you
He kills the cast of Riverdance
And Michael Flatley too
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
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
Then we'll throw up drinkin' drinkin' drink and
Drink and drink and skuchak woudn't drinkin'
