Lyrics

Sure as I was borne in Ireland, I was weaned on whiskey, but raised on gin Drinkin' so long since I was born, never been so high as a kite in a storm Hey ho, whataya know, when you're outta good whiskey, you're out on the road Way to Kilkenny where liquor is plenty and people are friendly wherever you go Hey, ho, whataya know, when your glass is empty, you're bound to go Back on the job just to earn a few bob for good liquor and grub at the Kilkenny Pub Well I left my home when I was twelve. I was on the road like a bat out of hell Looking for work in the county of Cork with a thick-headed dummy named Paddy O'Rourke Hey ho, whataya know, when you're outta good whiskey, you're out on the road Way to Kilkenny where liquor is plenty and people are friendly wherever you go Hey, ho, whataya know, when your glass is empty, you're bound to go Back on the job just to earn a few bob for good liquor and grub at the Kilkenny Pub Kickin' and splashin' and pissin' and cussin' and guzzlin' and laughin' and blowin' yer load Dancin' and singin' shilaylees are swingin' we're arm in arm as we're staggerin' home Diddlee-aye, diddlee-aye, diddlee-aye, ay Diddlee-aye, diddlee-aye, diddlee-aye, ay Kickin' and splashin' and pissin' and cussin' and guzzlin' and laughin' and blowin' yer load Dancin' and singin' shilaylees are swingin' we're arm in arm as we're staggerin' home Diddlee-aye, diddlee-aye, diddlee-aye, ay Diddlee-aye, diddlee-aye, diddlee-aye, ay Hey ho, whataya know, when you're outta good whiskey, you're out on the road Way to Kilkenny where liquor is plenty and people are friendly wherever you go Hey, ho, whataya know, when your glass is empty, you're bound to go Back on the job just to earn a few bob for good liquor and grub at the Kilkenny Pub