See the boys out walking,

The boys look so fine,

Dressed up in green velvet

Their silver buckles shine.

Soon they'll be bleary eyed

Under a keg of wine.

Down where the drunkards roll,

Down where the drunkards roll.



See that lover standing

Staring at the ground,

He's looking for the real thing,

Lies were all he found.

You can get the real thing

It will only cost a pound.

Down where the drunkards roll,

Down where the drunkards roll.



There goes a troubled woman

She dreams a troubled dream,

She lives out on the highway,

She keeps her money clean.

Soon she'll be returning

To the place where she's queen.

Down where the drunkards roll,

Down where the drunkards roll.



You can be a gambler

Who never drew a hand,

You can be a sailor

Who never left dry land,

You can be lord jesus,

All the world will understand.

Down where the drunkards roll,

Down where the drunkards roll.




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