
Buy Us a Drink The Irish Rovers
"Buy Us a Drink" by The Irish Rovers is a lively #Folk song released in 1976. The lyrics celebrate camaraderie, friendship, and the joy of sharing drinks in a pub setting. With its upbeat melody and traditional Irish instrumentation, the song captures the spirit of community and revelry, reflecting the cultural significance of pub gatherings in Irish culture.

Here's to the oldiers that march tae the wars
With lovely tin hats and long woollen drawers
The Colonel says right lads, over the top
Then stands back tae wtach while the poor buggers drop
Chorus:
Buy us a drink and we'll sing you a song
Of the chances you missed and the love that went wrong
If you can't buy a whiskey, stand us a pint
We'll knock it straight down and we'll sing half the night
There's girls in the parlour, there's girls in the bars
They paint on the smile so you don't see the scars
They get lots of offers and not much respect
For raisin' three kids on a government cheque
Drink it down, boys, down
As long as there's light in the day
For you'll get no more sup
When your number is up
And they lay to rot in the clay
In comes the landlord so fat and contect
Comes round in his Volvo to pick up the rent
Then off with his wad tae recline by the pool
He leave tea rot in this dirty old hold
With lovely tin hats and long woollen drawers
The Colonel says right lads, over the top
Then stands back tae wtach while the poor buggers drop
Chorus:
Buy us a drink and we'll sing you a song
Of the chances you missed and the love that went wrong
If you can't buy a whiskey, stand us a pint
We'll knock it straight down and we'll sing half the night
There's girls in the parlour, there's girls in the bars
They paint on the smile so you don't see the scars
They get lots of offers and not much respect
For raisin' three kids on a government cheque
Drink it down, boys, down
As long as there's light in the day
For you'll get no more sup
When your number is up
And they lay to rot in the clay
In comes the landlord so fat and contect
Comes round in his Volvo to pick up the rent
Then off with his wad tae recline by the pool
He leave tea rot in this dirty old hold
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