Down To The Old Pub Instead

Down to the Old Pub Instead

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by Stephen Lynch

from ^УSuреrнеrо^Ф (2002)

Got this from another site, but the words were incomplete so i filled in the

gaps...really good song! another irish classic lol! sorry the formattings a bit

screwed but thats how i found it. Credit to: Jon Cutright

not me!

INTRO:

VERSE 1:

Lad iт^Тs your duty to find you a lass

with child-bearing hips and a pink supple ass

And make her you wife and love her with love so true

Now, some rivers run high some rivers run low

When her river runs red then she starting her flow

And iт^Тs called menstruation and heres what I means to you

You will notice her bloomers are spartie? At first

Stand back, her ovarian dams gonna burst

So dоn^Тт be afraid it’s a natural thing

Just wind up some cotton and give her some string

Put the old linens on top of the bed

get out of the house and go down to the old pub

instead.

VERSE 2:

Sне^Тll retain her water her breasts will be tender

And every third word that you say will offend her

Get out of the house and go down to the old pub instead

And sне^Тll want to make love if you do you’re a fool

Cause уоu^Тll only end up with a bloody ol’ tool

Get out of the house, down to the old pub instead

And sне^Тll want you to sample the fruit of her loins

But son iт^Тll taste like some old rusty coins

So turn off the lights boy and take off your hat

And drop to your knees say a prayer to st pat

Then не^Тll give you the strength to get out of the bed

And for Irеlаnd^Тs sake go down to the old pub

instead.

VERSE 3:

Now the pub is the place where the lads are a meeting

When the mооn^Тs full and the girls are a bleatin

The catholic, the protestant even the pagan

The pub is the place when lady is raggin

So drink of your pint boys and thank your shamrocks

That as men folk we dоn^Тт have to bleed from our cocks

And that we can escape from the lady in red

And get out of the house and go down to the old pub

instead.