Drinking Our Way Home

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Harry's gonna meet us with a cab on the docks
You must be on the pull, Bill, if you're changing your socks
With you hair slicked back, Jack, you'd pass for Capone
From Vauxhall down to Dairycoates we're drinking our way home

Three weeks in a trawler tossed about at sea
By forty foot white horses and the company
We've icicles in places, son, a nun don't own
From Vauxhall down to Dairycoates we're drinking our way home

Chorus:
From Frankie's to the Alex and then on to the Cri
When Rayners can't contain us we'll drink Halfway dry
We're dog tired, quagmired, soaked to the bone
From Vauxhall down to Dairycoates we're drinking our way home

Rayners has two doorways and a warning shout
There's the one the wives storm in, the one the lads slip out
The Arctic air has nowt on her she's cold as stone
From Vauxhall down to Dairycoates we're drinking our way home

Chorus

It doesn't take that much to kick it off in the pubs
We drove the lads from off the Andalusite out of the snug
We're sister ships at sea but here they leave us alone
From Vauxhall down to Dairycoates we're drinking our way home

We're drinking our way home

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from Headscarves & Hurricanes, released November 26, 2018
Joe Solo

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Joe Solo Scarborough, UK

Joe Solo is an award-winning musician, writer, poet, activist, broadcaster and washing machine engineer from Scarborough.

Live he has an ever growing reputation as both a performer and raconteur, being thought-provoking, comical and punch-the-air political often in the same breath.

He is not an artist you forget in a hurry.
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