Irish Drinking Song

[Verse 1]
While the ancients isn't speaking, my soul you'll be after
That they never got how you came so
Would you seriously make the good folks die with laughter
To be sure their dog's tricks you don't know
To be sure their dog's tricks you don't know

[Chorus]
With your small little old nonsense and all your queer bodhrans
Since whiskey's a liquid divine
To be sure the old ancients and all of the moderns
Did not love a sly sup of good wine
Do not love a sly sup of good wine

[Verse 2]
Auspicious, an Aesop as authors assure us
Would swig 'till as drunk as a beast
Then what do you think of that rogue Epicurus
Was hе not a tight hand at our feast

[Chorus]
With your small little old nonsensе and all your queer bodhrans
Since whiskey's a liquid divine
To be sure the old ancients and all of the moderns
Did not love a sly sup of good wine
Did not love a sly sup of good wine

[Verse 3]
Alexander the Great at his banquet who drink hard
When he no more world could subdue
Shed tears, to be sure, but 'twas tears of that tankard
To refresh him, and pray what would not you

[Chorus]
With your small little nonsense and all your queer bodhrans
Since whiskey's a liquid divine
To be sure the old ancients as well as the moderns
Did not love a sly sup of good wine
Did not love a sly sup of good wine

[Verse 4]
Than that other old fellow, they call Aristotle
Such a devil, a tippler was he
That one night have been taken too much of his bottle
The taigh staggered into the sea

[Chorus]
With your small little old nonsense and all your queer bodhrans
Since whiskey's a liquid divine
To be sure the old ancients as well as the moderns
Did not love a sly sup of good wine
Did not love a sly sup of good wine