Nancy Drinks Tequila Songtext
von Barleyjuice

There′s a Bonnie Lass from County Bucks I'm sure you′ve heard about
On the subject of the drink and she is utterly devout
Never had a dram of whiskey never had a pint of stout
Surely still that's not to say she's the type holdin′ worth out

Nancy drinks tequila and she drinks it night and day
Stronger men than old Sylvester, I′ve seen her put away
Her lips will never touch whiskey, beer or port or punch or tea
Nancy drinks tequila and she drinks it night and day

When Nancy's in the public house, there′s sure to be a bloody row
She always wants a dram or then the landlord can or will allow
If looks could kill a certain more than one man would have up and died
Hell, it hath no fury as when Nancy's thirst is being denied

Nancy drinks tequila, she′s not like a normal Irish lass
She'll even eat the worm that′s lying at the bottom of the glass
I dare you all, lads big and small, if you believe you've got the best
Go head to head with Nancy and she'll drink you flat upon your arse


Nancy drinks tequila and she drinks it night and day
Stronger men than old Sylvester, I′ve seen her put away
Her lips will never touch whiskey, beer or port or punch or tea
Nancy drinks tequila and she drinks it night and day

We used to meet on Saturdays down at the pub, the Drum and Fife
And after twenty shots or so, one night she said she′d be me wife
I can't complain about the pain that′s in me brain each Sunday morning
I suppose this life I chose, it hasn't come without a warning

Now we′re a loving couple tippling doubles down in Dublin town
She's still as pretty as the day I saw her in her wedding gown
As for me it′s plain to see, tequila's cost me liver dear
I wonder if she'll love me less if I go back to drinking beer

Nancy drinks tequila and she drinks it night and day
Stronger men than old Sylvester have seen her put away
Her lips will never touch whiskey, beer or port or punch or tea
Nancy drinks tequila and she drinks it night and day

Nancy drinks tequila and she drinks it night and days
Stronger men than old Sylvester have seen her put away
Her lips will merge with whiskey, beer, a port or punch or tea
Nancy drinks tequila and she drinks it night and day
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