Irish Drinking Song

[Verse 1]

While the ancients isn’t speaking, my soul you’ll be after

That they never got how you came so

Would you seriously make the good folks die with laughter

To be sure their dog’s tricks you don’t know

To be sure their dog’s tricks you don’t know
[Chorus]

With your small little old nonsense and all your queer [?]

Since whiskey’s a liquid divine

To be sure the old ancients and all of the moderns

Did not love us thyself a good wine

Do not love us thyself a good wine

[Verse 2]

Auspicious and [?]

[?] as drunk as a beast

Then what do you think of that rogue at thе curace

Was he not a tight hand at our feast[Chorus]

With your small littlе old nonsense and all your queer [?]

Since whiskey’s a liquid divine

To be sure the old ancients and all of the moderns

Did not love us thyself a good wine

Did not love us thyself a good wine[Verse 3]

Alexander the Great at his banquet with [?]

When he no more world could subdue

Shed tears, to be sure, but ’twas tears of that [?]

To refresh him, and pray what would not you[Chorus]

With your small little nonsense and all your queer [?]

Since whiskey’s a liquid divine

To be sure the old ancients as well as the moderns

Did not love us thyself a good wine

Did not love us thyself a good wine

[Verse 4]

Than that other old fellow, they call Aristotles

Such a devil, a tippler was he

That one night have been taken too much of his bottle

The tape stuttered into the sea[Chorus]

With your small little old nonsense and all your queer [?]

Since whiskey’s a liquid divine

To be sure the old ancients as well as the moderns

Did not love us thyself a good wine

Did not love us thyself a good wine