The Crawl

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 Well we're good old boys, we come from the Northern Shore
 Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
 And this night by God! We drank 'til there was no more
 From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between.
 But it all began one afternoon on the shores of Ambleside
 We were sittin' there quite peacefully with the rising of the tide
 When an idea it came to mind for to usher in the fall
 So we all agreed next Friday night we'd go out on the crawl
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 We planned to have a gay old time, the cash we did not spare
 So We left all the cars at home and paid the taxi fare
 I got out to Horseshoe Bay a little after five
 From a table in the corner I heard familiar voices rise
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 Spirits they ran high that night old stories we did share
 Of the days when we were younger men and never had a care
 The beer flowed like a river and we drank the keg near dry
 So we drained down all our glasses and were thirsty bye and bye
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 Park Royal Hotel, The Rusty Gull, Square-Rigger and Queens Cross
 We'd started out with eight good boys but half had gotten lost
 For you'll never keep the lads together when their eyes began to rove
 So there was just the three of us that made it to Deep Cove
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 We arrived out at The Raven just in time for the last call
 The final destination of this the first annual crawl
 We dug deep into our pockets there was no money to be found
 Nine miles home and for walking we are bound