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See the boys out walking |
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The boys they look so fine |
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Dressed up in green velvet |
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Their silver buckles shine |
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Soon they'll be bleary-eyed |
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Under a keg of wine |
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Down where the drunkards roll |
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Down where the drunkards roll |
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See that lover standing |
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Staring at the ground |
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He's looking for the real thing |
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Lies were all he found |
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You can get the real thing |
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It will only cost a pound |
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Down where the drunkards roll |
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Down where the drunkards roll |
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There goes a troubled woman |
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She dreams a troubled dream |
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She lives out on the highway |
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She keeps her money clean |
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Soon she'll be returning |
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To the place where she's the queen |
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Down where the drunkards roll |
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Down where the drunkards roll |
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You can be a gambler |
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Who never drew a hand |
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You can be a sailor |
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Who never left dry land |
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You can be Lord Jesus |
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All the world will understand |
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Down where the drunkards roll |
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Down where the drunkards roll |
