httpv://il.youtube.com/watch?v=Ad8RVexRUoQ&feature=related
Paul Brady takes ‘The Lakes Of Ponchartrain’ back from booze-soaked oaf.
“So fare thee well, my bonny own girl, I never may see you more But I’ll ne’er forget your kindness in this cottage by the shore And at each social gathering, a flowing glass I’ll drain And I’ll drink a health to me Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain”
Sounds even better when you’re monged.
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