Sue West
Chorus: Drink to the laddies, in beer or in wine Drink to the laddies in whiskey so fine Drink to the laddies in water so clear Oh, drink to the laddies and wish them good cheer Drink to the laddies, the great and the small Drink to the laddies, the short and the tall Drink to the laddies, whether curly or bald Oh, drink to the laddies, for I love them all When they are young, they are handsome and fine When they grow older, they’re just like good wine When they are ancient and their beards have turned gray Oh, still they’ll delight you – both night and day When I was a young maid, my mother, she cried Beware of the laddies and all of their lies Beware of the laddies, never heed what they say But she drank to the laddies till her dying day Well the laddies will charm you and tell you such lies They’ll tell the truth on the day the pig flies Yet still they are pleasant and so full of play So I’ll drink to the laddies till my dying day