In my youth, to tell you the truth I listened to old Paddy’s songs I’d sing all day, and play all night Drove my girlfriend insane Then I joined a Folk-Rock Band Drank my first pint of stout Even the water had a slight yellow tinge And that’s what it’s all about
We’ll play all night If you give us a stout We’ll play you a few Irish songs We’ll dance on the floor We’ll sing and shout Till the cops come knocking on the door.
From Frankfurt town on a Saturday night And back up to Düsseldorf We’ll play the clubs and even the Pubs The stage up against the wall The stage lit up like a Christmas tree The spotlight shining up my nose It doesn’t really matter, that’s OK As long as the stout still flows.
We’ll play all night If you give us a stout We’ll play you a few Irish songs We’ll dance on the floor We’ll sing and shout Till the cops come knocking on the door.
Next day I’m feeling rather tired Even feeling rather sick. My fingers burned down to the bone My feet like a load of bricks And then the bloody PA breaks down Our drummer even lost his sticks The man on the mix said, keep it calm [- From: http://www.elyrics.net -] That’s only one of my usual tricks
We’ll play all night If you give us a stout We’ll play you a few Irish songs We’ll dance on the floor We’ll sing and shout Till the cops come knocking on the door.
Across the Sea to Ireland’s shores To pastures lush and green And then the Van gave up the Ghost Fifty miles from the gig The Punters on the mobile phone Swearing as the Irish can I can’t understand him, but that’s OK We’ve still got Stout in the Van
We’ll play all night If you give us a stout We’ll play you a few Irish songs We’ll dance on the floor We’ll sing and shout Till the cops come knocking on the door.
We’re finally back in Germany The land “I love so well” Curried sausages and sauerkraut Lots of healthy German bier And the we went to the Irish Pub Just to laugh and shout about As we opened the door, someone said. Hey Paddy give the lads a STOUT.
We’ll play all night If you give us a stout We’ll play you a few Irish songs We’ll dance on the floor We’ll sing and shout Till the cops come knocking on the door.