I'm a drunken everyday,
I'm a drunken every night,
And I feel himself all right,
When I sing this writing line)))
If you ask me? Tell I'm fine,
When I take, a bottle of wine.
And I walking lurch... Oh main.
And main tongue slay my brain.
Eah, Gods take alcohol to us.*
Ирландский blues 3
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