Connemara Stone Company Give Us A Stout
In my youth, to tell you the truth
I listened to old Paddy’s songs
I’d sing all day, and play all night
Drove my girlfriend insane
Then I joined a Folk-Rock Band
Drank my first pint of stout
Even the water had a slight yellow tinge
And that’s what it’s all about
We’ll play all night
If you give us a stout
We’ll play you a few Irish songs
We’ll dance on the floor
We’ll sing and shout
Till the cops come knocking on the door.
From Frankfurt town on a Saturday night
And back up to Düsseldorf
We’ll play the clubs and even the Pubs
The stage up against the wall
The stage lit up like a Christmas tree
The spotlight shining up my nose
It doesn’t really matter, that’s OK
As long as the stout still flows.
We’ll play all night
If you give us a stout
We’ll play you a few Irish songs
We’ll dance on the floor
We’ll sing and shout
Till the cops come knocking on the door.
Next day I’m feeling rather tired
Even feeling rather sick.
My fingers burned down to the bone
My feet like a load of bricks
And then the bloody PA breaks down
Our drummer even lost his sticks
The man on the mix said, keep it calm
That’s only one of my usual tricks
We’ll play all night
If you give us a stout
We’ll play you a few Irish songs
We’ll dance on the floor
We’ll sing and shout
Till the cops come knocking on the door.
Across the Sea to Ireland’s shores
To pastures lush and green
And then the Van gave up the Ghost
Fifty miles from the gig
The Punters on the mobile phone
Swearing as the Irish can
I can’t understand him, but that’s OK
We’ve still got Stout in the Van
We’ll play all night
If you give us a stout
We’ll play you a few Irish songs
We’ll dance on the floor
We’ll sing and shout
Till the cops come knocking on the door.
We’re finally back in Germany
The land “I love so well”
Curried sausages and sauerkraut
Lots of healthy German bier
And the we went to the Irish Pub
Just to laugh and shout about
As we opened the door, someone said.
Hey Paddy give the lads a STOUT.
We’ll play all night
If you give us a stout
We’ll play you a few Irish songs
We’ll dance on the floor
We’ll sing and shout
Till the cops come knocking on the door.
