Paddy Goes To Holyhead Whiskey For The Roadies
All the way to Europe we are travelling again
Music makes the world go round and whiskey makes the rhymes
We´ll off to every festival, to many concert-halls
take a drop, cause the work would make you old before your time
The vans and trucks are our beds, the stage is our home
A single malt will wake you up, lads when the gig was done
It made enough of noise and it made enough of work
Take a drop until the break of day at last has come
We all need to know and the band will have to show
Everyone will go there where the music-worlds all meet
It wasn´t just for money and it wasn´t just for health
Take a drop when morning comes again we´re on the street
Whiskey for the roadies, Dew for the crew
This stuff is made for me and for you
Whiskey for the roadies, Dew for the crew
This stuff is made for me and for you
