Favorite Drinking Songs
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Always like "Sloop John B" by the Beach Boys when we've had a good night drinkin'.
Started singing along after a rowdy night at a cowboy bar in Stillwater Oklahoma (i don't wear a cowboy hat, but i'm ironic so I might have worn one that night.) It came on the radio and we sang the crap out of it.
Then I saw Jaws for the first time. The song they sing in the boat? NOW THAT'S a drinking song.
Started singing along after a rowdy night at a cowboy bar in Stillwater Oklahoma (i don't wear a cowboy hat, but i'm ironic so I might have worn one that night.) It came on the radio and we sang the crap out of it.
Then I saw Jaws for the first time. The song they sing in the boat? NOW THAT'S a drinking song.
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any traditional irish tune ...
I would have to say, "Train to Chicago" by Mike Doughty. It might be a cover, but I've only heard the Doughty version on the Smofe + Smang album. It makes me want to crack a bottle of whiskey everytime I hear it.
(Some Lyrics)
Half pint of Dewar's White Label still half full,
The train lurches left, lurches right,
Drunk on the train to Chicago and I feel all right.
And I left a New York of gas bills and cigarette burns,
Wasted days of Whiskey and As The World Turns,
Train driver hit the gas, shovel coal, move your ***, we've got a schedule to keep,
Drunk on the train to Chicago, I fall asleep.
And in my dreams, we're careening drunk,
Down the streets of my home town,
The man in the moon is on benzadrine,
And everybody's spinning round.
Bells ring and lights flicker,
Old girlfriends, good liquor,
Hold my hand all through the night,
Drunk on the Train to Chicago and I feel alright.
(Some Lyrics)
Half pint of Dewar's White Label still half full,
The train lurches left, lurches right,
Drunk on the train to Chicago and I feel all right.
And I left a New York of gas bills and cigarette burns,
Wasted days of Whiskey and As The World Turns,
Train driver hit the gas, shovel coal, move your ***, we've got a schedule to keep,
Drunk on the train to Chicago, I fall asleep.
And in my dreams, we're careening drunk,
Down the streets of my home town,
The man in the moon is on benzadrine,
And everybody's spinning round.
Bells ring and lights flicker,
Old girlfriends, good liquor,
Hold my hand all through the night,
Drunk on the Train to Chicago and I feel alright.
an old irish song
"stick to the crather - the best thing in nature
for sinkin' yer sorrows and raisin' your joys
there's nothin' like whiskey to make maidens frisky
it soon separates all the men from the boys"
:^)
"stick to the crather - the best thing in nature
for sinkin' yer sorrows and raisin' your joys
there's nothin' like whiskey to make maidens frisky
it soon separates all the men from the boys"
:^)
the rocky road to dublin
mc alpines fusiliers
great songs to warm things up
mc alpines fusiliers
great songs to warm things up
"Drinkin' Wine Spoo Dee Ooodee" - Sticks Mghee and his Buddies
George Thorogood "One Bourbon, One Scotch, and One Beer"
Anything that includes drunk or inebriated Irishmen 8)
short version - paddy wakes up in the hospital - mick is at his bedside
paddy asks what happens
mick says "you don't remember being at the fireman's ball, and drinking your fill of jameson's, and then betting everybody in the room that you could jump out the 4th floor window and fly around the building?"
paddy: "good lord, man - why didn't you stop me?"
mick: "stop you? i had $20 on your success!"
...or something to that effect
paddy asks what happens
mick says "you don't remember being at the fireman's ball, and drinking your fill of jameson's, and then betting everybody in the room that you could jump out the 4th floor window and fly around the building?"
paddy: "good lord, man - why didn't you stop me?"
mick: "stop you? i had $20 on your success!"
...or something to that effect
Oh hey, how about "You and Me and the Bottle Makes Three".
That's a classic. I've only heard the Big Bad Voodoo Daddy version, but I'm guessing it's a cover? The website I justed looked at gives their singer Scotty Morris the author credits, so mabye it's an original.
That's a classic. I've only heard the Big Bad Voodoo Daddy version, but I'm guessing it's a cover? The website I justed looked at gives their singer Scotty Morris the author credits, so mabye it's an original.
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one for my baby and one more for the road - sinatra rules!
We have a annual family reunion where we often spend the evenings sitting around a fire and imbibing in adult beverages. Part of the tradition is when my brother and I sing Monty Python's "Philosopher's Song", about how they were all sots:
The Philosopher's Song (Monty Python)
Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Freidrich Hegel,
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.
There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya'
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
SOCRATES, HIMSELF, WAS PERMANENTLY P*SSED...
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away;
Half a crate of whiskey every day.
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle,
Hobbes was fond of his dram,
And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart: "I drink, therefore I am"
Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed;
A lovely little thinker but a bugger when he's p*ssed!
The Philosopher's Song (Monty Python)
Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Freidrich Hegel,
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.
There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya'
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
SOCRATES, HIMSELF, WAS PERMANENTLY P*SSED...
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away;
Half a crate of whiskey every day.
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle,
Hobbes was fond of his dram,
And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart: "I drink, therefore I am"
Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed;
A lovely little thinker but a bugger when he's p*ssed!
Well . . . something to go with your B&B Whisky glass.
I Belong to Glasgow
(Will Fyffe)
I've been wi' a couple o' cronies,
One or two pals o' my ain;
We went in a hotel, and we did very well,
And then we came out once again;
Then we went into anither,
And that is the reason I'm fu';
We had six deoch-an-doruses, then sang a chorus,
Just listen, I'll sing it to you:
I belong to Glasgow,
Dear old Glasgow town;
But what's the matter wi' Glasgow,
For it's goin' roun' and roun'!
I'm only a common old working chap,
As anyone here can see,
But when I get a couple o' drinks on a Saturday,
Glasgow belongs to me!
There's nothing in keeping your money,
And saving a shilling or two;
If you've nothing to spend, then you've nothing to lend,
Why that's all the better for you;
There no harm in taking a drappie,
It ends all your trouble and strife;
It gives ye the feeling that when you get home,
You don't give a hang for the wife!
I belong to Glasgow, etc.
I Belong to Glasgow
(Will Fyffe)
I've been wi' a couple o' cronies,
One or two pals o' my ain;
We went in a hotel, and we did very well,
And then we came out once again;
Then we went into anither,
And that is the reason I'm fu';
We had six deoch-an-doruses, then sang a chorus,
Just listen, I'll sing it to you:
I belong to Glasgow,
Dear old Glasgow town;
But what's the matter wi' Glasgow,
For it's goin' roun' and roun'!
I'm only a common old working chap,
As anyone here can see,
But when I get a couple o' drinks on a Saturday,
Glasgow belongs to me!
There's nothing in keeping your money,
And saving a shilling or two;
If you've nothing to spend, then you've nothing to lend,
Why that's all the better for you;
There no harm in taking a drappie,
It ends all your trouble and strife;
It gives ye the feeling that when you get home,
You don't give a hang for the wife!
I belong to Glasgow, etc.
You beat me too it.
You can add, "I Drink Alone".
Absolutely anything by Hank Williams.
