My father swore I must give o'er
the rambling I done
but shoveling coal beside him and Noel
ain't my idea of fun
FOR I WAS BORN TO MAKE THE RAFTERS ROAR
WHERE THE BEER AND WHISKEY FLOW FOREVERMORE
Where the pipers blow and the glasses flow
I'll dance across the floor
and drink until I've had my fill
and cannot drink no more
FOR I WAS BORN TO MAKE THE RAFTERS ROAR
WHERE THE BEER AND WHISKEY FLOW FOREVERMORE
Oh the day is fine for sharing wine
down on the bedroom floor
to have my way the whole damn day
with you my love once more
for the cock will crow and I will go
to the girl I do adore
with lighting in my blood again
and whiskey by the score
FOR I WAS BORN TO MAKE THE RAFTERS ROAR
WHERE THE BEER AND WHISKEY FLOW FOREVERMORE
OH I WAS BORN TO MAKE THE RAFTERS ROAR
WHERE THE BEER AND WHISKEY FLOW FOREVERMORE

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