The Crawl

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     Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
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     Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen;
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     And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
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     From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between.

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

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     Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
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     Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen;
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     And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
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     From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between.

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

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     Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
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     Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen;
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     And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
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     From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between.

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

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     Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
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     Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen;
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     And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
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     From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between.

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

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

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

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

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