Drinks Anyone?
In a dim lit barroom, sitting
never quiet, I do say
there’s a man ever present
with a game there to play
If you have some quarters
and some time there to fill
seek out this man, Patty,
as he’ll give you a thrill
With many a story
a tale he would tell
Patty drinks his worth
and does it quite well
with always a pint
or a mug there in hand
you’d be so surprised
at how well he could stand
For he holds well his liquor
and does so with pride
So you shouldn’t play quarters
with Patty McBride
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