Molly Maguire Cheers To Shane
There's a toothless man staring down in his glass
He's the kind of man who never says no to a drink
He hears tunes and words like the wind through the grass
Judged by the look you'd never expect him to think
Cheerio McGowan Cheerio
Cheerio, Cheerio I raise for you a pint Cheerio
We have followed you from "Roses" to "Sodomy and the
lash"
You're one of the greatest poets of this day
Your body it tells us you're just about to crash
Believe it we saw on St Patricks day
Cheerio McGowan Cheerio
Cheerio, Cheerio I raise for you a pint Cheerio
Was it ever the Whiskey or the far too many stouts
That made the band decide to kick you out?
Well us being no nobleman we can't tell anyway
We're glad to see you back shure hope you'll stay
