Take Me Out Drinking Tonight. (M. Marra)

When these shoes were new
It was ‘How do you do’
It was whisky and telling of tales
And when my shirt was clean
I was there to be seen
I had clear eyes and my smile never failed

Chorus

All of my brothers that I met on the way
They were drinking by night, 
They were drinking by day
I’ll restore to my eyes
What was clear and was right
Honey take me out drinking tonight
Oh, take me out drinking tonight

Bluebells on matches
And stains on the table
Oh the sweet smell of the luscious woodbine
Oh Mr MacEwan
You will be my ruin
Oh I see it but I really don’t mind

Now I’m still smiling through
Though there’s stains on my shoes
The right it is heavy and the left it is right
If it’s left up to you
Then I know what we’ll do
Oh honey take me out drinking tonight
Oh take me out drinking tonight
Oh honey take me out drinking tonight

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