Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drinking Man, artist - Spirit of the West. Date of issue: 31.07.1988
Song language: English
Drinking Man |
| I’m a part of the furniture, this boozer’s my home |
| I’ve been here forever, this barstool’s my throne |
| I’m drinking short whiskeys with a half pint of stout |
| I smoke senior service or one of yours when i’m out |
| And i’m always out |
| The women say i’m foul, the men say i’m harmless |
| I’m the source of entertainment and conversation tireless |
| The vicar gives me sermons, the young ones give me cheek |
| You can read all about me in the bogs on high street |
| On high street |
| These may seem like wasted years |
| Ah, but the stories i could tell |
| When these shoulders were broad and strong |
| And i served my country well |
| I’m not a picture of perfect health |
| But i’m feeling no pain today |
| So you can fill my glass again |
| And i’ll grow old my own way |
| I’ve woke up near the barley fields |
| Like a sack on the side of the road |
| With a belly full of drink |
| And a chill running through my bones |
| If i dropped dead tomorrow |
| You’d hear the righteous say |
| That iw as not a christian man |
| And i pissed my life away |
| That’s what they’d say |
| -repeat first verse- |