For 'tis nothin' but wather is there, me bhoy.
So, whin ye're beginnin' to fale, me lad,
That ye've dhrunk enough whisky an' ale, me lad,
The best of all ways
To lengthen your days
Is to spind a few wakes in the jail, me lad!
For 'tis nothin' but wather is there, me bhoy.
So, whin ye're beginnin' to fale, me lad,
That ye've dhrunk enough whisky an' ale, me lad,
The best of all ways
To lengthen your days
Is to spind a few wakes in the jail, me lad!