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Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
CDrinkers and carGousers the Dlikes you've never seen;
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And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
From the CTroller to the GRaven with Dall stops in beGtween.
Well it Gall began one afternoon on the Dshores of Ambleside,
We were sittin' there quite peacefully with the Grising of the tide;
When an idea it came to mind for to Dusher in the Fall,
So we all agreed next Friday night we'd Cgo out on the Gcrawl.
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Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
CDrinkers and carGousers the Dlikes you've never seen;
G D G G* D
And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
From the CTroller to the GRaven with Dall stops in beGtween.
We Gplanned to have a gay old time, the Dcash we did not spare,
We left all the cars at home and Gpaid the taxi fare;
I got out to Horseshoe Bay a Dlittle after five,
From a table in the corner I heard famCiliar voices Grise.
G D G G* D
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
CDrinkers and carGousers the Dlikes you've never seen;
G D G G* D
And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
From the CTroller to the GRaven with Dall stops in beGtween.
The Gspirits they ran high that night, old Dstories we did share,
Of the days when we were younger men and Gnever had a care;
The beer flowed like a river and we Ddrank the keg near dry,
So we drained down all our glasses and were Cthirsty by-and-Gby.
G D G G* D
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
CDrinkers and carGousers the Dlikes you've never seen;
G D G G* D
And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
From the CTroller to the GRaven with Dall stops in beGtween.
Park GRoyal Hotel, The Rusty Gull, Square-DRigger and Queen's Cross,
We'd started out with eight good boys but Ghalf had gotten lost;
For you'll never keep the lads together when their Deyes begin to rove,
So there was just the three of us that Cmade it to Deep GCove.
G D G G* D
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore,
CDrinkers and carGousers the Dlikes you've never seen;
G D G G* D
And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more,
From the CTroller to the GRaven with Dall stops in beGtween.
We arrGived out at The Raven just in Dtime for the last call,
The final destination of this the Gfirst annual crawl;
We dug Gdeep into our pockets there was no Dmoney to be found,
Nine miles home and for Cwalking we are Gbound.
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