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The Crawl
Spirit of the West

             E   B7  E                             B7
Well we're good old boys; we come from the North Shore
A              E              B7
Drinkers and carousers, the likes you've never seen
           E    B7  E                                  B7
And this night, by God! We'll drink 'til there is no more
          A              E          B7             E    
From The Trawler to The Raven with all stops in between

 E                                     B7
It all began one afternoon, on the shores of Ambleside
We were sitting there quite peacefully, with the rising of the tide
                                      B7           A
When an idea it came to mind, for to usher in the fall
 B7                                      E
So we agreed next Friday night, we'd go out on the crawl
We planned to have a gay old time, the cash we did not spare
We left all the cars at home, and paid the taxi fare
I got out to Horseshoe Bay, a little after five
From a table in the corner, I heard familiar voices rise
Both spirits they ran high that night, old stories we did share
Of the days when we were younger men, and never had a care
And the beer flowed like a river, and we drank the keg near dry
So we drained down all of our glasses, and we were thirsty by-and-by
Park Royal Hotel, the Rusty Gull, Square Rigger and Queen's Cross
We started off with eight good boys, but half had gotten lost
And you'll never keep the lads together, when their eyes begin to rove
And there was just the three of us that made it to Deep Cove
We arrived out at The Raven, just in time for the last call
The final destination of this the first annual crawl
We dug deep into our pockets; there was no money to be found, hah
Nine miles home and for walking we are bound
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