Crawl

Well, we're [G]good [D]old [G]boys, we [G]come from the North [D]Shore,
     [C]Drinkers and car[G]ousers the [D]likes you've never seen;
     And this [G]night, [D]by [G]God! We [G]drank till there was no [D]more,
     From the [C]Troller to the [G]Raven with [D]all stops in be[G]tween.

Well it [G]all began one afternoon on the [D]shores of Ambleside,
We were sittin' there quite peacefully with the [G]rising of the tide;
When an idea it came to mind for to [D]usher in the Fall,
So we all agreed next Friday night we'd [C]go out on the [G]crawl.

     Well, we're [G]good [D]old [G]boys, we [G]come from the North [D]Shore,
     [C]Drinkers and car[G]ousers the [D]likes you've never seen;
     And this [G]night, [D]by [G]God! We [G]drank till there was no [D]more,
     From the [C]Troller to the [G]Raven with [D]all stops in be[G]tween.

We [G]planned to have a gay old time, the [D]cash we did not spare,
We left all the cars at home and [G]paid the taxi fare;
I got out to Horseshoe Bay a [D]little after five,
From a table in the corner I heard fam[C]iliar voices [G]rise.

     Well, we're [G]good [D]old [G]boys, we [G]come from the North [D]Shore,
     [C]Drinkers and car[G]ousers the [D]likes you've never seen;
     And this [G]night, [D]by [G]God! We [G]drank till there was no [D]more,
     From the [C]Troller to the [G]Raven with [D]all stops in be[G]tween.

The [G]spirits they ran high that night, old [D]stories we did share,
Of the days when we were younger men and [G]never had a care;
The beer flowed like a river and we [D]drank the keg near dry,
So we drained down all our glasses and were [C]thirsty by-and-[G]by.

     Well, we're [G]good [D]old [G]boys, we [G]come from the North [D]Shore,
     [C]Drinkers and car[G]ousers the [D]likes you've never seen;
     And this [G]night, [D]by [G]God! We [G]drank till there was no [D]more,
     From the [C]Troller to the [G]Raven with [D]all stops in be[G]tween.

Park [G]Royal Hotel, The Rusty Gull, Square-[D]Rigger and Queen's Cross,
We'd started out with eight good boys but [G]half had gotten lost;
For you'll never keep the lads together when their [D]eyes begin to rove,
So there was just the three of us that [C]made it to Deep [G]Cove.

     Well, we're [G]good [D]old [G]boys, we [G]come from the North [D]Shore,
     [C]Drinkers and car[G]ousers the [D]likes you've never seen;
     And this [G]night, [D]by [G]God! We [G]drank till there was no [D]more,
     From the [C]Troller to the [G]Raven with [D]all stops in be[G]tween.

We arr[G]ived out at The Raven just in [D]time for the last call,
The final destination of this the [G]first annual crawl;
We dug [G]deep into our pockets there was no [D]money to be found,
Nine miles home and for [C]walking we are [G]bound.

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