Old Red Lion

There's a little place that I like to go
Where's the music's hot and the beer is cold
They serve a stiff drink many may not know
And it's always fresh even though it's old

Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion

It's an EPA of high degree
It can get me drunk so easily
I took five times three, got wobbly
But I was feeling alive and fancy free

Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion

Then I danced all night in a revelry
Went across the land and across the sea
Up through the clouds into the sky
That's where I heard old Leo's cry

Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion

Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion

Last call came quick, what a surprise
But it didn't take long to fix my tie
Bought one for the road and called my cab
Went smoking outside, spitting out that gab

Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old red lion
Old
Red lion



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Kaufman
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