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A Toast Lyrics And Chords

(c) 1996, W. Scott Messer. Recorded by Darby O'Gill, "Waitin' for a Ride", 1996, Dog Sheet MusicG 
You’ve all got your brothers, your comrades and lovers 
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Your friends, your companions, your partners in crime 
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And the girls that you meet in the pub or the street 
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That’ll set you to singin’ or writin’ in rhyme 
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One or two of them stay, one or two pass away 
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And the rest of them fade like a dream that is lost 
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And we watch them walk out without raisin’ a shout 
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Without realizin’ or counting the cost 

Chorus: 
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Fill me jar up with porter, me time’s gettin’ shorter 
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I’ll sing about Michael, and Conor and Merv 
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But I faith need the stout for to get the words out 
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For to whet me oul’ whistle and get up the nerve 

Now Merv you recall wasn’t handsome or tall 
But a cracker, a snapper, a divilish sort 
Oul’ Nick would stand by with a tear in his eye 
When Merv played his box just to tease him for sport 
He was all full o’ passion, but when he got lashin’ 
He lost all his money, his wits and his luck 
So to save his own life he went back to his wife 
And he traded his box for a bakery truck 

Conor from Cork came up lookin’ for work 
A masterful man with a jar or a row 
He and Susan came by to give Darby a try 
It started them singin’, they’re still singin’ now 
Oh, wasn’t it grand when they sat with the band 
And delighted us all with their laughter and smiles 
But they went back home; they left us alone 
And they’re so hard to see over six-thousand miles 

Cancer reached out its hand and it stole from the band 
The finest man ever God made from the start 
Michael was brave as he marched to his grave 
With a smile on his face and a song in his heart 
With a shot of surprise we can hear his voice rise 
As the song is all done and the ‘plause starts to let 
He says: Fill up me jar, set it there at the bar 
And I’ll come for a toast when I’m done with this set




Lyrics and chords ''A Toast''  recorded by Darby O'Gill
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