A Little Drinkalong - Tim Hicks, Blackjack Billy, Clayton Bellamy

Hey everybody, everybody listen up

Hold up, hold up, come on

Let’s have ourselves a toast

Hey, here’s to Sidler, back in seventy-six

He sent the Reds packing with a flick of a wrist

And here’s to Aykroyd, Candy and Short

Hell I don’t know who’s funnier, y’all or Rob Ford

To the Blue Jays, come one boys, please

We’ve all been waiting since ninety-three

Here’s to Stompin' Tom, may he rest in peace

Everybody raise a glass and drink with me

Let’s sing a little drink-along

Everybody knows the words to this here song

The melody is easy to follow

All you do is holler, and swaller

Let’s sing a little drink-along

It don’t matter how you sound, just sing along

So come on and do your thing

Everybody sing this drink-along

Here’s to the weekend and doing it up right

How bout all the drunk girls getting wild tonight?

To the Guess Who, The Hip, and all them great bands

Who kept us all singing with a drink in our hand

Let’s sing a little drink-along

Everybody knows the words to this here song

The melody is easy to follow

All you do is holler, and swaller

Let’s sing a little drink-along

It don’t matter how you sound, just sing along

So come on and do your thing

Everybody sing this drink-along

Yeah, play that guitar, man, come on

Here’s to the best of days and some hard times

Yeah here’s to Johnny, Jack, Jim and Bean, Soco and lime

Here’s to coming all together, wherever you are

Let’s spread a little love, baby, up to the bar

Let’s sing a little drink-along

Everybody knows the words to this here song

The melody is easy to follow

All you do is holler, and swaller

Let’s sing a little drink-along

It don’t matter how you sound, just sing along

So come on and do your thing

Everybody sing this drink-along

This drink-along