The Auld Lad in the Pub

Close in that door, were ye born in a barn? Sit up at the counter and I'll tell you a yarn Are ye having a few? I'd say ye have drink taken Ye can buy me a pint with all the money yer making I mostly only eat Scampi fries I argue with the postman and play 25 You could bate a young fella back in my day Jays the weather is wicked, they're giving rain Stout you can chew, John Player Blue Jays I'd never manage the dinner but i'll have a bit of soup You'll have a bit of soup? I'll have a bit of soup I am the aul, the aul, the auld lad in the pub Came for the craic, not for the grub Come here young fella, and get me a Powers I stand too close and I talk pure scour I built Clonmel with my bare hands I played a game of hurling against the black and tans Stout you can chew, John Player Blue There's not'n on the telly. Put on a bit of news I am the aul, the aul, the auld lad in the pub Came for the craic, not for the grub Stand too close, stand too close, he'd be slobbering all over ya Come here to me and I'll tell you now Did you know I've got 300 cows The tax man won't get my cash Come into the jacks and have a look at me rash Ye young lads think I'm a fool I bet ya ten bob I'd bate you at pool I don't clean up, shur I live on my own Ah go on to fck, would you drop me home I am the aul, the aul, the auld lad in the pub Came for the craic, not for the grub You'll have a bit of soup, you'll. have a bit of soup This is the auld fella in the pub You'll have a bit of soup, you'll. have a bit of soup