| This story started off on a glorious day of fall
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| When me and the lads got ready and set out to roam
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| On this journey of a lifetime where none of us did know
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| How far away our travels would take us from our home
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| Wandering from town to town with all our gear
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| We bring the sound of Irish folk around all ears
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| This doesn’t pay the bills but man’s gotta eat
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| So alcohol provides until better days can feed
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| CH: Drinking pints of beer, Paddy brings me down
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| Having strong Whiskey, Seamus hit the ground
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| Palinka’s a shocker, drunk is all we are
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| The party’s going well, every night we close the bar
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| Sitting on the grubby pavement right after the show
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| Hanging out outside as the cold wind blows
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| Rain’s pouring down on you as you try to get some sleep
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| God bless the helping hand holding out a beer
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| Life is always dealing us a pretty tough deck
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| But no matter the price to pay and the pain in the neck
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| There is nothing to change no matter the frustration
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| So Bottom’s up it is until we knock out sensation
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| CH
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| So yes we are just a bunch of drunks!!! |
| So what!!!
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| But no we’re no scum on the run!!! |
| Fuck that!!!
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| We do miss our dear moms and could use a good shower
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| But friendship and booze are way so fucking better
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| CH
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| Finally to bring an ending to the story
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| The drinks and laughs we shared are great memories
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| And so we raise a glass to all the folks gathering around
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| It’s good to know there’s someone out there you can count on
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| CH X2 |