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The Tossers( Tossers )
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Preab San Ol
Lyricist:Anthony David Broderick, Aaron Lee Duggins, Anthony J Duggins, Clayton Allen Hansen, Rebecca Brooke Manthe, Michael Pawula, Patrick Daniel Shaw, Traditional
Is iomaí slí sin do bhíos ag daoine Ag cruinniú píosaí is ag déanamh stóir, 'S a laghad a smaoiníos ar ghiorra a' tsaoil seo, Go mbeidh siad sínte faoi leac go fóill. Más tiarna tíre, diúc no rí thú, Ní cuirfear pingin leat 's tú 'dul faoin bhfód, Mar sin is dá bhrí sin, níl beart níos críonna Ná bheith go síoraí ag cur preab san ól.
Is gearr an saol 'tá ag an lílí sciamhach Cé gur buí agus gur geal a ghabháil, Is Solamh críonna ina chulaith riúil Nach bhfuil baol air in áille dhó. Níl sa tsaol seo ach mar soinneán gaoithe, Ga a scaoiltear nó slám de cheo: Mar sin 's dá bhrí sin, níl beart níos críonna Ná bheith go síoraí ag cur preab san ól.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Why spend your leisure bereft of pleasure A massing treasure why scrimp and save? Why look so canny at ev'ry penny? You'll take no money within the grave Landlords and gentry with all their plenty Must still go empty where e'er they're bound So to my thinking we'd best be drinking Our glasses clinking and round and round
King Solomon's glory, so famed in story Was far outshone by the lily's guise But hard winds harden both field and garden Pleading for pardon, the lily dies Life's but a bauble of toil and trouble The feathered arrow, once shot ne'er found So, lads and lasses, because life passes Come fill your glasses for another round
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