I was under the influence. For you cous!
"Din Gleb Nerry"
Din gleb nerry
Din gleb nerry
Din gleb nerry
I spoke in the old gaelic way
I walked along the cobbled road
And marvelled at the green
Of all the rolling hills that were
Before me near the sea
The town was very quaint
And the people all did smile
I thought I'd browse the shops
Watch artisans for awhile.
I found a shop of interest
With a sign above a window
That said it was a clothier
So I stepped in to
See if there were ladies' clothes
Or if it was just men's
Before I could walk out
The proprietor did ascend
Would you like a wool or leather
Would you like pinstripe or not
Would you like that with suspenders
Or tied tight with rope and knot
I told him wool was itchy
And it would make me bumpy
I didn't want thin leather
Because that would make me lumpy
The suspenders were too gaudy
The boys couldn't breathe a lot
So I told him I'd take a pair of trousers
Just tied up with rope and knot
They fit me perfectly
And I couldn't take them off
So he ripped the tags from them
So abrupt it made me cough
I paid him what was owed
Out the door I went
I heard some voices near
"What drawers!" was their comment
Din gleb nerry
Din gleb nerry
Din gleb nerry
I sang as I went down the road
Din gleb nerry
Din gleb nerry
I spoke in the old gaelic way
My trousers are most comfortable,
Thanks for asking
And you have a fine day
BJH
4/23/2009