Awwww I wish I could do that ono

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Yadadadadadup da dup da dup! Gather 'round ye lads and lasses, sit here for a while, harken to me mournful tail 'bout the emerald isle, lets all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone, and lift our voices in another Irish drinkin' song!

Consumption took me mother and my father got the pox, me brother drank the whiskey 'til he wound up in a box, me other brother 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 then we'll drink some more, we'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!

Ken 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 Urn and Tome is in the tomb.

"Cleanliness is godliness" me uncle Pat would sing, he broke his neck a'slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring. Oh Grady he was eighty though his bride was just a pup, he died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up.

Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried, we'll drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more, we'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!

Ba dup 'a dup 'a dup, badupdadupdup, Ba dup 'a dup 'a dup, badupdadupdup!

(Hey!)
John Murphey fought with Riley near the cliffs of Old Daneen, he took out his shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen.
When crazy uncle Mike thought he was a Leprechaun... In fact he's just a leper, and his arms and legs are gone.
When Timy Johnson broke his neck, it was a cryin' shame, he wasn't really Irish, but he went to Notredame.
McNamara crossed the street, and by a bus was hit. But he was just a Scotsman, so nobody really gave a sh-(Arrgh!)

Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried, we'll drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more, we'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!

Da daaaa, da da da dup daaaa, dup da da dup daaa-dadadadup! (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 when he choked upon the very last potato in the land.
Conor lived in Ulster town, he used to smuggle arms, 'til 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!

Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried, we'll drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more, we'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!

(More hushed tone)
Some day soon I'll leave this world of pain and toil and sin... The good lord will take me by the hand to join all of me kin... My only wish is that when the savior comes for me and you... (sung) He kills the cast of riverdance, and Michael Flatly, too!

Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried, we'll drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more, we'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again,
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go driiiiinkiiiiing ooooonce aaaaagaaaaaiiiiiin!!

That's funny and sweet! ^^