[Chorus]
And we'll drink to good companions and Irish whiskey neat
We'll drink to wives and lovers and we hope they never meet
We'll drink to rogues like us may good fortune on us fall
And when the toast comes 'round we'll drink to anything at all!
[Verse 1]
Now when the day has ended, and all the work is though
We gather at the alehouse to raise a glass or two
And as we sat there drinkin', we sing and dance and roar
'Til we become far merrier than we ever were before
[Chorus]
And we'll drink to good companions and Irish whiskey neat
We'll drink to wives and lovers and we hope they never meet
We'll drink to rogues like us may good fortune on us fall
And when the toast comes 'round we'll drink to anything at all!
[Verse 2]
From France we get good brandy, Jamaica has fine rum
And frothy pints of porter from dear old Ireland comes
England has a cider, and the Scots their single malt
They're fine and decent drinks, me boys, with them we find no fault
[Chorus]
And we'll drink to good companions and Irish whiskey neat
We'll drink to wives and lovers and we hope they never meet
We'll drink to rogues like us may good fortune on us fall
And when the toast comes 'round we'll drink to anything at all!
And we'll drink to good companions and Irish whiskey neat
We'll drink to wives and lovers and we hope they never meet
We'll drink to rogues like us may good fortune on us fall
And when the toast comes 'round we'll drink to anything at all!
[Verse 1]
Now when the day has ended, and all the work is though
We gather at the alehouse to raise a glass or two
And as we sat there drinkin', we sing and dance and roar
'Til we become far merrier than we ever were before
[Chorus]
And we'll drink to good companions and Irish whiskey neat
We'll drink to wives and lovers and we hope they never meet
We'll drink to rogues like us may good fortune on us fall
And when the toast comes 'round we'll drink to anything at all!
[Verse 2]
From France we get good brandy, Jamaica has fine rum
And frothy pints of porter from dear old Ireland comes
England has a cider, and the Scots their single malt
They're fine and decent drinks, me boys, with them we find no fault
[Chorus]
And we'll drink to good companions and Irish whiskey neat
We'll drink to wives and lovers and we hope they never meet
We'll drink to rogues like us may good fortune on us fall
And when the toast comes 'round we'll drink to anything at all!
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