Whiskee

A drinking song in waltz time for the Peter O'Tooles, telling a tale of semi-sober pub hookups; loosely borrowed from "Irish Lullabye."

LYRICS:

Maybe I've been drinking
Drink agrees with me
I've tippled some
From old Roscommon
To County Offaley
But it ain't drink I'm after
Not stout nor pot whiskee
No, put a glass
In front of a lass
And that's the thing to me

What use is there for pubs, man,
To get social or else to get tight
And as for me
I want company
For a long and lecherous night
There's always somebody looking
For exactly the same thing as me
If I have me druthers
We'll find each other
And buy each other whiskee

One drink will get you kisses
Two drinks will get you more
I've toasts a-plenty
For a girl just past 20
So tell the bartenders to pour
I love them when they're drinking
They adore me when I'm tanked
When I lay me head
Next to theirs in the bed
It's the whiskee o I thanked

They drink to give them courage
I drink to give me more
When they've had enough
Of that sweet blended stuff
They point me to the door
They go until exhausted
I go until they're done
That's the use of whiskee
From old Offalay
To County Roscommon

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posted by Astro Zombie