The Auld Lad in the Pub

Close in that door, were ye born in a barn?

Sit up at the counter and I'll tell you a yarn

Are ye having a few? I'd say ye have drink taken

Ye can buy me a pint with all the money yer making

I mostly only eat Scampi fries

I argue with the postman and play 25

You could bate a young fella back in my day

Jays the weather is wicked, they're giving rain

Stout you can chew, John Player Blue

Jays I'd never manage the dinner but i'll have a bit of soup

You'll have a bit of soup?

I'll have a bit of soup

I am the aul, the aul, the auld lad in the pub

Came for the craic, not for the grub

Come here young fella, and get me a Powers

I stand too close and I talk pure scour

I built Clonmel with my bare hands

I played a game of hurling against the black and tans

Stout you can chew, John Player Blue

There's not'n on the telly. Put on a bit of news

I am the aul, the aul, the auld lad in the pub

Came for the craic, not for the grub

Stand too close, stand too close, he'd be slobbering all over ya

Come here to me and I'll tell you now

Did you know I've got 300 cows

The tax man won't get my cash

Come into the jacks and have a look at me rash

Ye young lads think I'm a fool

I bet ya ten bob I'd bate you at pool

I don't clean up, shur I live on my own

Ah go on to fck, would you drop me home

I am the aul, the aul, the auld lad in the pub

Came for the craic, not for the grub

You'll have a bit of soup, you'll. have a bit of soup

This is the auld fella in the pub

You'll have a bit of soup, you'll. have a bit of soup