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To Rafferty's Bar in my old jaunting car |
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I took myself one Friday evening |
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To think on a son so deceiving |
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It's one drink down and another to go. |
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He was married in haste to a woman unchaste |
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Much to the shame of the father |
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His face still half-covered in lather |
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It's one drink down and another to go. |
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It's one drink down and another to go |
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When I pass through the town I must hang my head low |
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It's one drink down and another to go. |
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I'm not the kind to condemn out of hand |
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A woman whose virtue is easy |
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Just as long as she doesn't deceive me |
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It's one drink down and another to go. |
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Imagine a life with an unfaithful wife |
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Might wake up in the morning |
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And find that she's left without warning |
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It's one drink down and another to go. |
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It's one drink down and another to go |
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When I pass through the town I must hang my head low |
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It's one drink down and another to go. |
