The Crawl
Spirit of the West
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Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between Well 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, And we all agreed next Friday night we'd go out on the crawl And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between Well we planned to have a gay old time, the cash we did not spare, 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 And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between Well spirits they ran high that night, old stories we did share, Of the days when we were younger men and never had a care; And the beer flowed like a river and we drank the keg near dry, So we drained down all our glasses and were thirsty by-and-by And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between Park Royal Hotel, The Rusty Gull, Square-Rigger and Queen's Cross, We'd started out with eight good boys but half had gotten lost; And you'll never keep the lads together when their eyes begin to rove, And there was just the three of us that made it to Deep Cove And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between 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 And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between
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Written by: Geoffrey Kelly, John Mann
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