Lyrics A Little Drinkalong - Tim Hicks, Blackjack Billy, Clayton Bellamy

A Little Drinkalong

Hey everybody, everybody listen up
Hold up, hold up, come on
Let’s have ourselves a toast
Hey, here’s to Sidler, back in seventy-six
He sent the Reds packing with a flick of a wrist
And here’s to Aykroyd, Candy and Short
Hell I don’t know who’s funnier, y’all or Rob Ford
To the Blue Jays, come one boys, please
We’ve all been waiting since ninety-three
Here’s to Stompin' Tom, may he rest in peace
Everybody raise a glass and drink with me
Let’s sing a little drink-along
Everybody knows the words to this here song
The melody is easy to follow
All you do is holler, and swaller
Let’s sing a little drink-along
It don’t matter how you sound, just sing along
So come on and do your thing
Everybody sing this drink-along
Here’s to the weekend and doing it up right
How bout all the drunk girls getting wild tonight?
To the Guess Who, The Hip, and all them great bands
Who kept us all singing with a drink in our hand
Let’s sing a little drink-along
Everybody knows the words to this here song
The melody is easy to follow
All you do is holler, and swaller
Let’s sing a little drink-along
It don’t matter how you sound, just sing along
So come on and do your thing
Everybody sing this drink-along
Yeah, play that guitar, man, come on
Here’s to the best of days and some hard times
Yeah here’s to Johnny, Jack, Jim and Bean, Soco and lime
Here’s to coming all together, wherever you are
Let’s spread a little love, baby, up to the bar
Let’s sing a little drink-along
Everybody knows the words to this here song
The melody is easy to follow
All you do is holler, and swaller
Let’s sing a little drink-along
It don’t matter how you sound, just sing along
So come on and do your thing
Everybody sing this drink-along
This drink-along