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Posted: 9/23/2004 5:59:11 AM EST
Just for fun, what are your favorite drinking songs. Something you like to listen to and relax witha cold one. Or one that makes you want to.. Margaritaville is a good one for me, along with 5"oclock somewhere. List yours.. fullclip
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 6:00:24 AM EST
I kinda like Hotel California
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 6:00:39 AM EST
Long Neck Bottle, Garth Brooks
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 6:01:20 AM EST

Originally Posted By HeldHostage:
I kinda like Hotel California



+1
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 6:04:30 AM EST
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 6:08:10 AM EST

Wild Rover - This is in my will to be played at my wake.

Whiskey in the Jar

A Nation Once Again

And of course - Irish Drinking Song by Flogging Molly:

well i stumbled and i am all drunk and full of smoke
my wife said i have had enough, im sick, thats it, get out!
so i stumbled down to kellys pub across the edge of town
and i told the boys me story and we had another round

we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!

and mary mcgregor, she was a pretty whore
she'd always greet you with a smile and never lock her door
but on the day she died, all the men in town did weep
for mary mcgregor finally got some sleep

we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!

well i once loved a girl, a child im told
i gave her my heart and she gave my a cold
so now i sit standing here out in the pouring rain
ill stumble back to kellys pub and cry away me pain

we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!

Link Posted: 9/23/2004 6:15:29 AM EST
HAVE A DRINK ON ME - AC/DC
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 6:16:30 AM EST

Friends in Low Places - Garth Brooks
Freebird - Lynyrd Skynyrd

p.s. Besides being illegal - why is it fopa (c.s.?) to talk about experiences with marijuana, but it's fine, dandy, and humorous to exploit drunkedness. They both impair judgement, for which Mary J can be arguably considered even less dangerous. (No high-driver accident stories as opposed to drunken driver, etc.)
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 6:27:14 AM EST
Oh, a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair,
And one could tell by how he walked that he'd drunk more than his share,
He fumbled 'round until he could no longer keep his feet,
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.

Chorus:
Ring ding diddle-iddle-aye dee oh!
Ring dye diddle-aye oh!
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.

About that time, two young and lovely girls just happened by,
And one said to the other with a twinkle in her eye,
"See yon sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built?
"I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt."

Chorus:
Ring ding diddle etc.
"I wonder" etc.

So they crept up on that Scotsman, quiet as could be,
Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see,
And there, Behold! for them to view beneath his Scottish girth,
'Twas nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth!

Chorus

They marveled for a moment, then one said, "We must be gone --
Let's leave a present for our friend before we move along."
As a gift, they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow
Around the bonnie sword the Scotsman's kilt did lift and show.

Chorus

The Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled towards the trees,
Behind a bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees,
And in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes,
"Ach, lad, I don't know where you've been, but I see you won first prize!"

Chorus

His fingers still with drink were numb, his head still spinning 'round;
He tried, but could not loose the knot, so he left it as 'twas found,
And when his wife did spy on that fair stem what flower grows,
It piqued her curiosity, as ye might well suppose.

Chorus

And when she asked her husband where he'd been and what he'd done,
He said there'd been a contest at the pub, and he had won.
Said she "How could you show that thing in front of all those men?"
He said, "I didnae show it all, me lassie... just enough to win!"

Chorus
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 9:17:11 AM EST
It's a Great Day to Whoop Somebody's Ass
Paul Thorne

Don't Look Now, Mamma's Got Her Boobs Out
Rodney Carrington

(I like to laugh when I drink....it makes beer come out my nose)
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 9:19:16 AM EST
Chris Knight - Sorryville
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 9:20:00 AM EST
Not to relax, but in the .mil, Alice in Chains "Rooster" usually ended in about $500 in property damage and a few cuts and bruises every Fri night.
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 9:21:20 AM EST
My Fav Polka:

"In heaven there is no beer,
thats why we drink it here.
And when we're gone from here,
All our friends will be drinking all our beer."
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:05:21 PM EST
No stems and seeds that you don't needddd.....
Alcupulco Gold is bad ass........uhhh......beer.

Yeah! Beer! That's the ticket!
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:07:25 PM EST
Blood for Blood "All Fucked Up"
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:08:24 PM EST
[Last Edit: 9/23/2004 2:08:51 PM EST by jvic]
Anything by the Replacements.

Check that. Anything by the Replacements before they got soft.
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:09:38 PM EST
Fond memories of rugby...
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:09:49 PM EST
Brisk 322 beat me to it.............
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:11:58 PM EST
Who can forget "Attitude Adjustment" by Hank Williams Jr?
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:12:47 PM EST
[Last Edit: 9/23/2004 2:13:22 PM EST by chuckhammer]
The Dropkick Murphies make some great drinking tunes!

ETA:
Don't forget The Possum.
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:21:30 PM EST
[Last Edit: 9/23/2004 2:21:44 PM EST by diabolical_chicken]
Roxanne by the Police


Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:44:41 PM EST
Here is a website of Oktoberfest midis:
http://www.smickandsmodoo.com/aaa/oktoberfest/oktoberfest.htm
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 2:49:31 PM EST
Old Dan Tucker (old, 1800s?) funny Hoot 'n Holler type song

Link Posted: 9/23/2004 3:00:47 PM EST
you guys are all head cases! I can't believe none of you said HANK WILLIAMS JR! pick damn near any song.
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 3:04:02 PM EST
If it's not performed by Conway Twitty, George Jones or Charlie Rich, it isn't drinking music.
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 3:22:23 PM EST
ONE BOURBON, ONE SCOTCH, AND ONE BEER...George Thourogood(sp)
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 3:58:18 PM EST
FEAR-More beer
Gang Green_Alcohol
Circle jerks-Wasted

thats old ass punk

or NOFX- bottles to the ground

and

The Irish festival I attended last fall at Hunter Mountain, NY had a bunch I didn't even know I knew.

and lots at Octoberfest festivals, German, Polka, and all other kinds.
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 8:53:13 PM EST
Sweet Home Alabama
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 9:06:24 PM EST

Originally Posted By BayEagle:
Wild Rover - This is in my will to be played at my wake.

Whiskey in the Jar

A Nation Once Again

And of course - Irish Drinking Song by Flogging Molly:

well i stumbled and i am all drunk and full of smoke
my wife said i have had enough, im sick, thats it, get out!
so i stumbled down to kellys pub across the edge of town
and i told the boys me story and we had another round

we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!

and mary mcgregor, she was a pretty whore
she'd always greet you with a smile and never lock her door
but on the day she died, all the men in town did weep
for mary mcgregor finally got some sleep

we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!

well i once loved a girl, a child im told
i gave her my heart and she gave my a cold
so now i sit standing here out in the pouring rain
ill stumble back to kellys pub and cry away me pain

we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!




originally covered by "BUCK - 0 - NINE" in the late '90s.

the band TOY DOLLS are just a great overall drinking band.
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 9:33:45 PM EST
What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
What'll we do with a drunken sailor,
Earl-aye in the morning?

Chorus:
Way hay and up she rises
Patent blocks o' diff'rent sizes,
Way hay and up she rises
Earl-aye in the morning

1. Sling him in the long boat till he's sober,
2. Keep him there and make 'im bale 'er.
3. Pull out the plug and wet him all over,
4. Take 'im and shake 'im, try an' wake 'im.
5. Trice him up in a runnin' bowline.
6. Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
7. Give 'im a dose of salt and water.
8. Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
9. Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
10. Send him up the crow's nest till he falls down,
11. Tie him to the taffrail when she's yardarm under,
12. Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.
13. Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts flippers.
14. Put him in the guard room till he's sober.
15. Put him in bed with the captain's daughter*).
16. Take the Baby and call it Bo'sun.
17. Turn him over and drive him windward.
18. Put him in the scuffs until the horse bites on him.
19. Heave him by the leg and with a rung console him.
20. That's what we'll do with the drunken sailor.
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 9:53:47 PM EST
Beer Beer Beer
Traditional
A long time ago, way back in history,
when all there was to drink was nothin but cups of tea.
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops,
and he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.

He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king,
and to his praises we shall always sing.
Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer!
Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer
tiddly beer beer beer.

The Curtis bar, the James' Pub, the Hole in the Wall as well
one thing you can be sure of, its Charlie's beer they sell
so all ye lads a lasses at eleven O'clock ye stop
for five short seconds, remember Charlie Mops 1 2 3 4 5

He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king,
and to his praises we shall always sing.
Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer!
Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer
tiddly beer beer beer.

A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops, you stir it around with a stick,
the kind of lubrication to make your engine tick.
40 pints of wallop a day will keep away the quacks.
Its only eight pence hapenny and one and six in tax, 1 2 3 4 5

He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king,
and to his praises we shall always sing.
Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer!
Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer
tiddly beer beer beer.

The Lord bless Charlie Mops!
Link Posted: 9/23/2004 10:03:01 PM EST
Blood upon the Risers.

GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


"Is everybody happy!" cried the sergeant looking up, Our HERO meekly answered, "Yes" and then they stood him up. He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


He counted loud he counted long he waited for the shock. He felt the wind he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop. The silk from his reserve fell out and wrapped about his legs,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome, suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones. His canopy became a shroud as he hurtled to the ground,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind, He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind. He thought about the Medics and he wondered what they'd find,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


The ambulance was on the spot and jeeps were running wild, The Medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled. For it had been a week or so since last a chute had failed,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


He hit the ground the sound of "SPLAT!" The blood went spurting high, His comrades were heard to say: "What a helluva way to die!" He lay there rolling around in all the welter of his gore,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


There was blood upon the risers, there was brains upon his chute, Intestines were a-danglin' from his Paratrooper's suite. They poured him from his helmet and poured him from his boots,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!!!


Beautiful streamer please open for me, blue skies above me and no canopy.
I counted 10 thousand, waited too long, reached for my ripcord the handle was gone.



GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


Link Posted: 9/23/2004 10:08:33 PM EST
Anything bluegrass


With a touch of "Bodies" by Drowning Pool


- BG
Link Posted: 9/24/2004 1:22:44 AM EST
"Beer Run"

By some ?? comedian, aired on the Bob and Tom Show...

" B double E Double R - U - N, Beer Run"
" B double E Double R - U - N, Beer Run"
"All we need is a ten and a fiver, a car and a key and a sober driver"

Very good tune!
Link Posted: 9/24/2004 1:24:04 AM EST
All Jimmy Buffet songs.
Link Posted: 9/24/2004 1:28:03 AM EST
In order to qualify as true drinking music, doesn't it have to first be a tear jerker type of song?

Otherwise it isn't really drinking music, it is just party music. There's a difference. The way you distinguish is by the mood it creates. Drinking music makes you wanna drink. Party music makes you happy or gives you more energy for the party.

What's really sad is the fact I did enough drinking in my late teens to be able to tell the difference. LOL. I'm glad I got my head screwed on straight by the time I hit college and gave up that lifestyle.
Link Posted: 9/24/2004 4:12:02 AM EST

Originally Posted By treelander:
ONE BOURBON, ONE SCOTCH, AND ONE BEER...George Thourogood(sp)



+1
Link Posted: 9/24/2004 4:31:10 AM EST
mike graham.................."i feel like drinking today"

ANYTHING by gary stewart

tom t. hall "i like beer"

and who the hell sings the song that goes like" here i go again, drinking in this dive, lone star beer in my cereal is keeping me alive..............."?

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