John Charles Thomas & Harry Welchman Follow

My wife said, "I have had enough, that's it I'm sick, get out"
So I stumbled down to Kelly's pub across the edge of town
And told the boys my story and we had another round

Now we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight

Yes, we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight

And if I might see a pretty girl
I'll sleep with her tonight

Yes, we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight

And Mary McGregor well, she was a pretty whore
She'd always greet you with a smile and never lock her door
But on the day she died all the men in town did weep
For Mary McGregor, finally got some sleep

Now we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight

Yes, we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight

And if I might see a pretty girl
I'll sleep with her tonight

Yes, we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight

Well I once loved a girl, a child I'm told
I gave her me heart and she gave me a cold
So now I sit standing here out in the pouring rain
I'll stumble back to Kelly's pub and cry away me pain

Now we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight

Yes, we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight

And if I might see a pretty girl
I'll sleep with her tonight

Yes, we drink
And drink and drink
And drink and drink
And drink and fight