On A Cold Winter's Evening.mp3
[On] a cold winter's evening,
The guests were all leaving,
O'Malley was closing the bar,
When he turned and he said,
To the lady in red,
"Get out! You can't stay where you are."
Oh, she wept a sad tear,
In her bucket of beer,
As she thought of the cold night ahead,
When a gentleman dapper,
Stepped out from the crapper,
And these are the words that he said:
"Her mother never taught her
The things a young girl should know,
About the ways of Hashing men,
And they way they come and go (mostly come)
Age had stolen her beauty,
And sin has left its sad scar (you know where)
So remember your mothers and sisters, boys,
And let her sleep under the bar (with old granddad)
or call me at 1234567890. Thanks! John Patrick.