Harry Manx, Kevin Breit все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more
From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between
Well it all began one afternoon on the shores of Ambleside
We were sittin' there quite peacefully with the rising of the tide
When an idea it came to mind for to usher in the Fall,
And we all agreed next Friday night we'd go out on the crawl