We Are Anchored By the Roadside, Jim
We are anchored by the roadside, Jim, as we've ofttimes before
When you and I were weary from sacking on the shore
The moon shone down in splendor, Jim, it shone on you and I
And the little stars were shining when we drank the old jug dry
Bu
Do They Know It's Christmas lyrics


It's Christmas Time
There's no need to be afraid
At Christmas time
We let in light and banish shade
And in our world of plenty
We
t those was the good old days, those good old days of yore
When Murphy ran the tavern and Burnsy kept the store
When the whiskey flowed as free, brave boys, as the waters in the
  brook
And the boys all for their stomach's sake their morning bitters
  took
Now the times they have altered, Jim, and men have al
23 Beats Off lyrics

a name
I recognise that name
It was at the center of some ticker tape parade
The lead story,
A fine example
A name, a name
A name 
tered too
And some have undertaken for to put rumsellers through
They say that whiskey's poison, Jim, and scores of graves has dug
And ten thousand snakes and devils can be seen in our old jug
But never mind such prattle, Jim, Though some of it be true
We'll sleep where we've a mind to, together, me and you
F
Saturday Night lyrics


Suddenly there's a knock at your head
Don't let the music come and try and take your TV set
Ha-ha-ha-happiness is a bowl in your hand
You
or the drink they call cold water, won't do for you nor I
So we'll haul the cork at leisure, and we'll drink the old jug dry
Recorded by Joe Hickerson on Dull care II and by Sidney Robertson
  Cowell on Folkways
Printed in 1860 in Beadles Dime Songbook No. 3
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