And buried in Kilarney.
More say he rose again, and joined the British army.
My wife she has a hairy thing,
a hairy thing,
a hairly thing,
a hairly thing.
She showed it to me on Sunday.
She got it at the Furrier’s shop,
Got it at the Furrier’s shop,
Got it at the Furrier’s shop,
It’s going back on Monday.
Got any more of that smoke?
It’s just Bud Light and I’m willing to share. However, the song is a traditional Irish drinking song. And really…most of them rock. Especially when you’re on the Bud Light! I was hoping someone might know some more lyrics. But you know…I’m not too drunk to look them up on the web. I will do that and post the rest here. They’re pretty great!
And hey…have a Bud on me!
Painted Frog chardonney here.
But I have no lyrics to share!
Beer and Argentine Merlot here.
Here are some of my favorite lyrics:
Yeah…alcoholic influence or not…you rock! Thanks!
L
:rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear.
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair.
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn’t fuzzy, was he? :dubious: :dubious: :dubious:
They said that all the seals in Hudson Bay envied Fuzzy’s fuzz.
But when they took his fur away, he wasn’t what he used to was, cuz
Ahem…Killarney. 
If you play a gig at a union hall, make sure you know that song about the Irish girl, Molly Garrity Forever.
In no perticluar order:
"Feed the pigs and milk the cow
and milk the cow
and milk the cow
Feed the pigs and milk the cow
And early in the mornin’
Cock your leg up Paddy dear,
Paddy dear, I’m over here
Cock your leg up Paddy dear,
It’s time to stop your yawnin’.
My man is six feet tall
Is six feet tall
Is six feet tall
My man is six feet tall
He likes a drop of brandy
He drinks it in the bed each night
Drinks it in the bed each night
Drinks it in the bed each night
It makes him nice and randy
I’m sure that song was written as a duet! 
stares
stares some more
Ah, what the heck. orders a beer
And - what - the boston irish haven’t found Guinness - or Beamish - or Smithwicks? Ask yir oul’ man!
Well, oddly, I had a long term relationship (now ended) with a Dubliner who chose to drink Bud Light. I think it’s because he’s cheap. I could use a Guinness though, myself.