| If I was the innkeeper I tell you what I’d do
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| I’d invite my friends for a drink or two
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| So grab your maid and dance away
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| I promise you good porter won’t lead you astray
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| So if you come around I’ll pour one into you
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| Let’s drink ye friends, let’s drink tallio
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| Let’s fill our glass and cheer 'til the morning
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| When was fifteen, almost fifteen years ago
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| I pint of good beer was found in every bar
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| Every keeper in our town they made their own good draught
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| When travelling through the cities well I made some new acquaintance
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| Of girls and maids ales stouts and of good draught
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| Let’s drink ye friends, let’s drink tallio
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| Let’s fill our glass and cheer 'til the morning
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| And now I’m older with some grey hairs on me head
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| The pleasures of drinking is not just still the same
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| The plenteous of ales and stouts are reduced into a few
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| The keepers aren’t allowed to make their own good brew
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| If I was the Innkeeper I tell you what I’d do |