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Cowboy Mouth - Irish Boy

Well I had a drink with a friend of mine a week ago today
We were celebrating, a month and a half too late, St. Paddy's day.
Well all him around and I bought him a round, and the bouncer bought us another -
What's an Irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter?

Oh, we looked at each other and had to laugh, as we lay there in our sleek
Well I woulda cried if I would have thought that every time I'd drink.
And if his poor old gray head ma had seen us there she would have shuddered -
What's an Irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter?

Well my irish friend, he liked to surf, but me I couldn't swim.
And he said that he could teach me how, and I said I trusted him.
He swore he'd never let me drown, he loved me like a brother -
What's an Irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter?

Well sure enough, I drowned, and I wound up at the pearly gates.
Where St. Peter said, "You're drunk as H***! Son, you shoulda ate!"
So he sent me back down to get a bite, But instead I bought another -
What's an Irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter?
What's an Irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter?
What's an Irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter?



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