SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer
SOURCE'S SOURCE: Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem
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And a couple or two or three went on a spree one day
And the beer and whiskey flew, and we all felt gay.
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We then went into Swann's our stomachs for to pack
And we finished it with speed but we still felt slack
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And a plate of Irish stew he soon put out of sight
But him we couldn't tram, though we tried our level best
It went down him like a shot but he still stood the test
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He'll devour the tablecloth if you don't haul him in
And to finish the affair, called the shopman a liar
He threw an empty bowl at the shopkeeper's head
And the ructions did begin, and we all fought and bled
And at us they made a drive for us all to march away
And went home to ruminate on the spree that day
