Fall For The Drinker

Another year, another year
Raise your glass high
Leaves will fall, the snow will fall
Raise your glass high
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind
One year, now
We’re all here, now
Tonight, to hell with everything else
We’ll drink hard, we’ll drink to ourselves
Raise your glass high…
To fallen friends
To tragic ends
To lovers lost
Of a heart’s exhaust
To wasted time
To wasting time
(Raise your glass high)
To money gained
To money spent
A whim’s in need of a real intent. (wrong)
To its resolving arguments
One year, now
We’re all here, now
Tonight, to hell with everything else
We’ll drink hard, we’ll drink to ourselves
Here’s to a hundred years
And if the drink should fall…
Let it fall for the drinkers
Let it fall…
Fall
Tonight, to hell with everything else
We’ll drink hard, we’ll drink to ourselves