Standard (EADGBE)
If I had a dollar now for every drink I had
I'd be so f*cking wealthy and things wouldn't be so bad
but I drank down every penny in just seven drunken nights
and called out for another round of seven drunken pints
so have a drink ya bastards
Because is no time left to lose
It's nearly time for closing
and we're running out of booze
So have a drink ya bastards
Because the morning' s nearly here
The open Road's before us
So let's have another beer
If I could've found a girl could drink as much as me
I take her off to be my wife and live so happily
but I've never known such girl to walk upon this land
I guess it's heaven's plan for me to be a single man
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And sometimes well I lie awake at night I feel no pain
This banging in my head, the stinging of the shame
I hear the angels calling me up on their lofty heights
But they don't sing a lullaby they sing me my last rites, sing me my last rights,
Sing me my last rights!
I've drunk me fill of piss and swill too many times to care
And sometimes when I stagger home I pass out on the stair
I like my women slightly large, my Whisky always neat
And sometimes in the summer I like to pass out in the street