Ev' chistr 'ta LaouEv' chistr 'ta Laou rak chistr 'zo mat, lonla,
Ev' chistr 'ta Laou rak chistr 'zo mat.
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Ev' chistr 'ta Laou rak chistr 'zo mat,
Ur blank ur blank ar chopinad, lonla,
Ur blank ur blank ar chopinad.
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Fuck You, I'm DrunkI bang on the door but you won't let me in
'Cause you're sick and tired of me reeking of gin
You lock all the doors from the front to the back
And leave me a note telling me I should pack
I walk in the bar and the fella's all cheer
Order me up a whiskey and beer
If you ask me why I'm writing this poem
Some call it tavern, but I call it home
Home, Boys, HomeAh, well who wouldn't be a sailor lad, a sailin' on the
Main
To gain the good will of his Captain's good name
He came ashore, one evening from the sea
And that was beginning of me own true love and me
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And it's home boys, home
Mountin dewLet the grasses grow and the waters flow in a free and easy way
Just give me enough of the fine old stuff that's brewed near Galway Bay
Come gougers all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too
We'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip of the rare old mountain dew
Skid-ree Idle-diddle dum skid-ree Idle-diddle dum
Skid-ree Idle-dum diddle dum day
Skid-ree Idle-diddle dum skid-ree Idle-diddle dum
The Galway RacesAs I went down to Galway Town
To seek for recreation
On the seventeenth of August
Me mind being elevated
Whiskey In The JarAs I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with Captain Farrell, and his money he was counting.
I first produced my pistol, and I then produced my rapier.
Sayin' stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver,
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musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol