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The Crawl
Alan Doyle; Geoffrey Kelly
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Well, we're good old boys
We come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers
The likes you've never seen
And this night, by God
We drank 'til there was no more
From the Troller to the Raven
With all stops in between
It all began one afternoon on the shores of Ambleside
We were sittin' there quite peacefully at the risin' of the tide
When an idea, it came to mind to usher in the fall
And we all agreed, next Friday night, we'd head out on the crawl
We planned to have a gay old time, the cash we did not spare
We left all the cars at home and paid the taxi fare
I got out to Horseshoe Bay a little after five
From a table in the corner, I heard familiar voices rise
And we're good old boys
We come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers
The likes you've never seen
And this night, by God
We drank 'til there was no more
From the Troller to the Raven
With all stops in between
Spirits, they ran high that night, old stories we did share
Of days when we were younger men and never had a care
Ah, the beer flowed like a river, yes, we drank the keg near dry
So we drained down all our glasses and were thirsty by-and-by
And we're good old boys
We come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers
The likes you've never seen
And this night, by God
We drank 'til there was no more
From the Troller to the Raven
With all stops in between
Park Royal Hotel, The Rusty Gull, Square-Rigger, and Queen's Cross
We'd started out with eight good boys, but half had gotten lost
For you'll never keep the lads together when their eyes begin to rove
And there were just the three of us who made it to Deep Cove
And we're good old boys
We come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers
The likes you've never seen
And this night, by God
We drank 'til there was no more
From the Troller to the Raven
With all stops in between
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We arrived outside the Raven just in time for the last call
Our final destination in this, our first annual crawl
We dug deep into our pockets, there was no money to be found
Nine miles home and for walkin' we are bound
And we're good old boys
We come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers
The likes you've never seen
And this night, by God
We drank 'til there was no more
From the Troller to the Raven
With all stops in between
And we're good old boys
We come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers
The likes you've never seen
And this night, by God
We drank 'til there was no more
From the Troller to the Raven
With all stops in between
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