All Saints' Day
Sit and raise an empty glass to all the souls who've gone
Their shadows and their ghosts remain, won't let us all move on
I'm looking at your picture here, why did you go away
I'll pour whiskey on your grave like I did on All Saints' Day
Christmas time has been and gone, ain't easy anymore
At times the gin puts me asleep before I hit the floor
I'll sing another love song, but lovers only stray
I'll pour whiskey on your grave like I did on All Saints' Day
When I awoke I hit the pub, I stayed there all day long
Tried to find the answer, but I knew it all along
'Bout what I'm supposed to do, I need to get a job
Cause no-one pays me anything for drinking in the pub
We're on the road again
So lock up all your whiskey boys
We're on the road again
Hide your gin and your French wines
We're on the road again
We're coming there to make you pay
We're on the road again
Drink with me now like we did on All Saints' Day
Standing in the corner of a filthy smelly pub
Missing you again, I'll give the ring a rub
It's been so many years since you left me here alone
I'll down another whiskey, sure it's all I've ever known
We're on the road again
So lock up all your whiskey boys
We're on the road again
Hide your gin and your French wines
We're on the road again
We're coming there to make you pay
We're on the road again
Drink with me now like we did on All Saints' Day
We're on the road again
We're on the road again
Their shadows and their ghosts remain, won't let us all move on
I'm looking at your picture here, why did you go away
I'll pour whiskey on your grave like I did on All Saints' Day
Christmas time has been and gone, ain't easy anymore
At times the gin puts me asleep before I hit the floor
I'll sing another love song, but lovers only stray
I'll pour whiskey on your grave like I did on All Saints' Day
When I awoke I hit the pub, I stayed there all day long
Tried to find the answer, but I knew it all along
'Bout what I'm supposed to do, I need to get a job
Cause no-one pays me anything for drinking in the pub
We're on the road again
So lock up all your whiskey boys
We're on the road again
Hide your gin and your French wines
We're on the road again
We're coming there to make you pay
We're on the road again
Drink with me now like we did on All Saints' Day
Standing in the corner of a filthy smelly pub
Missing you again, I'll give the ring a rub
It's been so many years since you left me here alone
I'll down another whiskey, sure it's all I've ever known
We're on the road again
So lock up all your whiskey boys
We're on the road again
Hide your gin and your French wines
We're on the road again
We're coming there to make you pay
We're on the road again
Drink with me now like we did on All Saints' Day
We're on the road again
We're on the road again
Credits
Writer(s): Karin Elisabet Ullvin, Christopher Ken Svedhammer, Brendan David Sheehy, Tommie Olliver Fagerberg, Filip Gustav Marlon Burgman
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