The Old Dun Cow
My friends and I in a public house
Playing dominoes last night
When all of a sudden the potman comes
His face was like a kite
What's wrong, says Brown, have you seen a ghost
Have you seen your aunt Mariah
Oh me aunt Mariah be buggered, says he
The bleeding pub's on fire
On fire, says Brown, what a bit of luck
Come along and follow me
Down in the cellar if the fire's not there
We'll have a rare old spree
So we all went down and we followed Brown
Beer we could not miss
And we had not been ten minutes there
Til we were all like this
Oh there was Brown upside down
Mopping up the whisky on the floor
Booze! Booze! the firemen cried
As they came knocking at the door
Oh don't let 'em in 'til it's all mopped up
Somebody shouted MacIntyre
And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk
When The Old Dun Cow caught fire
Well we got so drunk that we did not know
Half the bleeding pub had caught fire
Old Johnson had the DTs bad
And wanted to retire
Just then we heard an almighty crash
Half the bleeding roof gave way
We were caught in a fireman's hose
But still we were all gay
Oh let's get out says a blind-eyed boy
It's getting rather hot down here
Don't be a fool says a boozy bloke
We've not drunk all the beer
So we grabbed some sacks and some old tin tacks
And we shoved ourselves inside
And we got drinking that good old scotch
Til we were bleary eyed
Oh there was Brown upside down
Mopping up the whisky on the floor
Booze! Booze! the firemen cried
As they came knocking at the door
Oh don't let 'em in 'til it's all mopped up
Somebody shouted MacIntyre
And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk
When The Old Dun Cow caught fire
At last the firemen got inside
Found us all dead drunk
But like true heroes there they stood
They did not do a bunk
They saw the booze upon the floor
Gave a massive yell
They took their helmets off and then
Upon their knees they fell
At last, at last, the firemen cried
At last we know the news
Come on come on, cried all us lads
Come on and have a booze
Oh there was Brown upside down
Mopping up the whisky on the floor
Booze! Booze! the firemen cried
As they came knocking at the door
Oh don't let 'em in 'til it's all mopped up
Somebody shouted MacIntyre
And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk
When The Old Dun Cow caught fire
Playing dominoes last night
When all of a sudden the potman comes
His face was like a kite
What's wrong, says Brown, have you seen a ghost
Have you seen your aunt Mariah
Oh me aunt Mariah be buggered, says he
The bleeding pub's on fire
On fire, says Brown, what a bit of luck
Come along and follow me
Down in the cellar if the fire's not there
We'll have a rare old spree
So we all went down and we followed Brown
Beer we could not miss
And we had not been ten minutes there
Til we were all like this
Oh there was Brown upside down
Mopping up the whisky on the floor
Booze! Booze! the firemen cried
As they came knocking at the door
Oh don't let 'em in 'til it's all mopped up
Somebody shouted MacIntyre
And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk
When The Old Dun Cow caught fire
Well we got so drunk that we did not know
Half the bleeding pub had caught fire
Old Johnson had the DTs bad
And wanted to retire
Just then we heard an almighty crash
Half the bleeding roof gave way
We were caught in a fireman's hose
But still we were all gay
Oh let's get out says a blind-eyed boy
It's getting rather hot down here
Don't be a fool says a boozy bloke
We've not drunk all the beer
So we grabbed some sacks and some old tin tacks
And we shoved ourselves inside
And we got drinking that good old scotch
Til we were bleary eyed
Oh there was Brown upside down
Mopping up the whisky on the floor
Booze! Booze! the firemen cried
As they came knocking at the door
Oh don't let 'em in 'til it's all mopped up
Somebody shouted MacIntyre
And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk
When The Old Dun Cow caught fire
At last the firemen got inside
Found us all dead drunk
But like true heroes there they stood
They did not do a bunk
They saw the booze upon the floor
Gave a massive yell
They took their helmets off and then
Upon their knees they fell
At last, at last, the firemen cried
At last we know the news
Come on come on, cried all us lads
Come on and have a booze
Oh there was Brown upside down
Mopping up the whisky on the floor
Booze! Booze! the firemen cried
As they came knocking at the door
Oh don't let 'em in 'til it's all mopped up
Somebody shouted MacIntyre
And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk
When The Old Dun Cow caught fire
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Boden, Harry Wincott
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