Fiddler’s Green - Old Dun Cow Lyrics
Some friends and I in a public placeWere playing cards one nightWhen into the room a fireman ranHis face all chalky while."What's up?", says Brown, "Have you seen a ghost,or have you seen you aunt Mariah?""Me aunt Maria be buggered!", says he,"The bleedin' pub's on fire!""Oh well," says Brown, "What a bit of luck.Everybody follow me!Ands it's down to the cellar,If the fire's not thereThen we'll have a grand old spree."So we all went down with good old BrownThe booze we could not missAnd we had't been in there ten minutes or moreTill we were all quite pissed.And there was Brown upside downLappin' up the Whiskey on the floor."Let's booze, booze!" The firemen criedAs they came knockin' on the doorO don't let ,em in till it's all drunk upSomebody shouted: "MacIntyre!" - MACINTYRE!And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunkWhen the old Dun Cow caught fire.Then Smith walked over to the port wine tuband he gave it a few hard knocksThe he started takin' off his pantaloonsLikewise his shoes and socks."Oh, no!" says Brown, "that ain't allowed!You can't do that thing here!Don't wash your trousers in the port wine tubWhen we got guinness beer!"And the there came a mighty crashHalf the bloody roof caved in.We were almost drowned by the firemen's hoseBut I swear it tastes like ginSo we got some tacks and some old wet sacksAnd nailed ourselves insideAnd we sat there drinking down pints of StoutTill we were bleary-eyed.And there was Brown upside downLappin' up the Whiskey on the floor."Let's booze, booze!" The firemen criedAs they came knockin' on the doorO don't let ,em in till it's all drunk upSomebody shouted: "MacIntyre!" - MACINTYRE!And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunkWhen the old Dun Cow caught fire.Then there came from the old back doorThe vicar of the local church.And when he saw our drunken ways,He began to scream and curse."Ah, you drunkend sods! You heathen clods!You've take to a drunken spree!You drank up all the benedictine wineAnd you didn't save a drop for me!"Late that night, when the fire was outWe came up from the cellar below.Our pub was burned, our booze was drunk.Our heads was hanging low."Oh look!", says Brown with a look quite queer.Something raised his eye."We gotta get down to Murphy's Pub,It closes on the hour!"And there was Brown upside downLappin' up the Whiskey on the floor."Let's booze, booze!" The firemen criedAs they came knockin' on the doorO don't let ,em in till it's all drunk upSomebody shouted: "MacIntyre!"And there was Brown upside downLappin' up the Whiskey on the floor."Let's booze, booze!" The firemen criedAs they came knockin' on the doorO don't let ,em in till it's all drunk upSomebody shouted: "MacIntyre!" - MACINTYRE!And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunkWhen the old Dun Cow caught fire.
