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Drink the Winter Away lyrics

November has come on his rounds again
With his snow and frost and sleet and rain
So get yourself to some cosy inn
And drink the winter away
And drink, and drink, and drink the winter away
So get yourself to some cosy inn
And drink the winter away
 
And so we go to The Old Red Deer
And draw our chairs up around the fire
We keep the jug full up with beer
To drink the winter away
And drink, and drink, and drink the winter away
So keep the jug filled up with beer
And drink the winter away
 
Now, Wallace the Romany lifts the latch
And the frost shines over upon his thatch
And he cups his hand on a glass of Scotch
And drinks the winter away
And drink, and drink, and drink the winter away
So cup your hand on a glass of Scotch
And drink the winter away
 
Now, old Mary Miller she do come in
With her raggedy muffler about her chin
She treats herself to a drop of gin
To drink the winter away
And drink, and drink, and drink the winter away
So treat yourself to a drop of gun
To drink the winter away
 
Now, straight to the fire goes the carrier’s son
And he lifts up his coat to warm his bum
And the toasts the rest with a tot of rum
To drink the winter away
And drink, and drink, and drink the winter away
So toast yourself with a tot of rum
And drink the winter away
 
Now, in comes Betsy the blacksmith’s daughter
She’s built like her father though six inches shorter
She keeps up her strength drinking quarters of porter
To drink the boys away
And drink, and drink, and drink the boys away
If all the young girls drank quarters of porter
The boys they would all run away
 
Here’s Fenster the lawyer, he’s dressed like a dandy
The wind whistles through him, his legs are so bandy
He has to drink shandy, he can’t manage brandy
To drink the winter away
And drink, and drink, and drink the winter away
If you can’t drink brandy you’ll have to drink shandy
To drink the winter away
 
And now we’re all gathered and starting to sing
And our poor frozen hands to our pots do cling
And we’ll stay here through the coming of spring
We’ll be drinking the winter away
And drink, and drink, and drink the winter away
So why don’t you stay till the coming if spring
And we’ll drink the winter away
 

 

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