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Riding The High Stool

アーティスト:Christy Moore  アルバム:Graffiti Tongue 

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I was riding the high stool, expandin' and expoundin', On the price of rice in Siera Leone and the height of the beef mountain. As to where did Jack Doyle meet Movita. How many wives did the Aga Khan. Dismountin' from my high horse, I couldn't find the handle of the bar room door! Yeah sure I knew it all then up again' the counter, I'd weigh you up in ten seconds flat. Ya see I was a great judge of character, my instincts always tellin' me exactly what kinda guy I got. 'Til I turned to go that is, whereupon I couldn't tell my arse from my well-bent elbow. I was heading down the streets of Laredo singin' Red Sails in the Sunset, Sure it was no wonder, we knew it all then. Twas like drinkin' porter off a sore leg sez Ber Murphy. "Would ye ever ask me bollix", sez Kenny Barry. I showed them the colour of me money when I got back from Katanga, There's no business like show business sez Titch Maher in


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