Another Irish Drinking Song

Gather 'round ye lads and lasses, set ye for a while And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone And lift our voices in another Irish drinkin' song Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox Me brother drank the whiskey 'till he wound up in a box Me other brother in the Troubles met with his demise Me sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes 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 mornin' light Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up And then go drinkin' once again Ken he was killed in Kilkenny and Claire she died in Clare Tip from Tipperary died out in the Derry air Shannon jumped into the river Shannon back in June Ernie fell into the Erne and Tom is in the Toome "Cleanliness is godliness," me Uncle Pat would sing He broke his neck a-slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring O'Grady he was eighty though his bride was just a pup He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up (hey!) 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 mornin' light Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up And then go drinkin' once again Joe Murphy fought with Reilly near the cliffs of Alderney He took out his shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen When Crazy Uncle Michael thought he was a leprechaun But in fact he's just a leper and his arms and legs are gone When Timmy Johnson broke his neck it was a cryin' shame He wasn't really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame MacNamara crossed the street and by a bus was hit But he was just a Scotsman so nobody gave a sh- (ach!) 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 mornin' light Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up And then go drinkin' once again Ole! Me drunken Uncle Brendan 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 me Great Grand Uncle Sam He choked upon the very last potato in the land Connor lived in Ulster town, he used to smuggle arms Until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms And dear old Father Flanagan who left the Lord's employ Drunk on sacramental wine beneath the altar boy (hey!) 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 mornin' light Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up And then go drinkin' once again 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 when the Saviour comes for me and you He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Flatley too 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 mornin' light Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up And then go drinkin' once again Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up And then go drinkin' once again Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up And then go drinkin' once again