| Lyrics: | THE RAKES OF MALLOW
Beauing, belleing, dancing, drinking,
Breaking windows, cursing,
sinking
Every raking, never thinking,
Live the Rakes of Mallow;
Spending faster
than it comes,
Beating waiter's bailiffs, duns,
Bacchus' true begotten
sons,
Live the Rakes of Mallow.
One time naught but claret drinking,
Then
like politicians, thinking
To raise the "sinking funds" when sinking.
Live the Rakes of
Mallow.
When at home, with da-da dying,
Still for mellow water crying;
But, where there's good claret plying
Live the Rakes of Mallow.
Racking tenants
stewards teasing,
Swiftly spending, slowly, raising,
Wishing to spend all their days
in
Raking as at Mallow.
Then to end this raking life,
They get sober, take
a wife,
Ever after live in strife,
And wish again for
Mallow.
@Irish @drink
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