Luyện nghe bài hát Down To The Old Pub Instead

Lad, it's your duty to ye a lass
child-bearing hips and a pink, supple ass
And make her your wife and love her with love so
Now some rivers run high, rivers run low
When her river red, then she's starting her flow
And called menstr'ation, and here's what it means to you

You will her bloomers are spotty at first
Stand back - her dam's gonna burst
Son, be afraid, it's a natural t'ing
Just wad up some and hand her some string
Put the old on top of the bed
Get out of the house and go to the old pub instead

She'll retain her water, her breasts will be
And every third word you say will offend her
Get out of the house and go to the old pub instead
And she'll to make love - if you do, you're a fool
you'll only end up with a bloody O'Toole
Get out of the - down to the old pub instead

And she'll want you to the fruit of her loins
But son, it'll taste like some old rusty
So off the light, boy, and take off your hat
And drop to your knees, say a to Saint Pat
Then he'll give you the to get out of the bed
And for Ireland's sake, go down to the old pub

Now the pub is the place the lads are a-meetin'
When the moon's and the gals are a-bleedin'
The Catholic, the Protestant, the pagan
The pub is the place your lady is raggin'
So drink of your pint, boys, and thank your
That as menfolk we don't to bleed from our cocks
And that we can from the lady in red
And get out of the house and go down to the old pub