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Posted: 1/11/2005 5:02:07 AM EDT
Let Bacchus’ sons be not dismayed,

But join with me each jovial blade,

Come booze and sing, and lend your aid,

To help me with the chorus.

Chorus

Instead of spa we’ll drink down ale,

And pay the reck’ning on the nail,

No man for debt shall go to jail,

For Garryowen in glory.

2.

We are the boys that take delight in,

Smashing the Limerick lights when lighting

Through the streets like sporters fighting,

And clearing all before us.

3.

We’ll break windows, we’ll bread down doors

The watch knock down by threes and fours,

The let the doctors work their cures

And tinker up out bruises.

4.

We’ll beat the bailiffs out of fun,

We’ll make the Mayor and Sheriffs run,

We are the boys no man dares dun,

If he regards a whole skin.

5.

Our hearts so stout have got us fame,

for soon t’is known from whence we came

Where’re we go they dread the name

Of Garryowen in glory.




Link Posted: 1/11/2005 6:39:55 AM EDT
for some reason... that post makes me want to say...



DRINK UP ME 'EARTIES YO HO!
Link Posted: 1/12/2005 12:24:44 AM EDT
ESSAYONS!!!
Midwinter
Link Posted: 1/12/2005 9:04:30 AM EDT
Hu-ah!
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