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:: Thursday, March 27, 2003 ::

Lyrics to a rather amusing song called "Another Irish Drinking Song" by an amazing A capella group called Da Vinci's Notebook.

Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses,
And set ye for awhile
And hearken to me mournful tale
About the emerald isle
Lets all raise our glasses high
To friends and family gone
And lift our voices in another irish drinking song

Consumption took me mother
And me father got the pox
Me brother drank the whiskey til he wound up in a box
Me other brother in the troubles met with his demise
Me sister has forever closed her smiling irish eyes

CHORUS: 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 morning light
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again

Kenny was killed in kilkenny, and claire she died in claire
Tip from tipperary died out in the derry air
Shannon jumped into the river shannon back in june
Ernie fell into the urn and tom is in the tomb

Cleanliness is godliness, me uncle pat would sing
He broke his neck a slipping on a bar of irish spring
O'grady he was 80 though his bride was just a pup
He died upon the honeymoon when she got his irish up

CHORUS

(hums the mexican hat dance)

Joe murphy fought with reilly near the cliffs of old *deneem
He took out his *shellaighy and he stabbed him in the spleen
but Crazy uncle mike thought he was a leprechan
But in fact he's just a leper and his arms and legs are gone

When timmy johnson broke his neck, it was a crying shame
He wasn't really irish, but he went to Notre Dame
Macnamana crossed the street and by a bus was hit
But he was just a scotsman, so nobody gives a sh*t

CHORUS

(hums hava nagila) Ole!

Me drunken uncle brendon tried to drive home from the bar
The road rose up to meet him when he fell out of his car
Irony was what befell my great grand uncle sam
He choked upon the very last potato in the land.

Connor lived in ulstertown, he used to smuggle arms
Until the british killed him and cut off his lucky charms
And dear old father flannagan who left the lord's employ
Drunk on sacramental wine beneath the altar boy.

CHORUS

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 that when the savior comes for me and you
He kills the cast of riverdance and michael flatley too!

CHORUS - last line repeated three times.

It's actually very upbeat and catchy! I suggest you look it up on kazaa. And, for the record, I transposed the lyrics myself cause I couldn't find them. :) I listened to certain parts of the song so many times trying to figure out the lyrics that I know them by heart! Anything marked with an asterisk (*) means I didn't know the proper spelling.

~Fox
:: Fox 3/27/2003 08:20:00 PM [Say what?] ::
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