St. Brigids Fire by Kevin Heider Lyrics

It's the 1st of February
And we all have gathered here
To drink up for King and conscience
From this glorious lake of beer
And drink we will
Straight on 'til morning
Drink we will all through the night
And if the sun
Should cease to give it
This lake of beer
Will be
Our light

They say the first shall be the last
So Sister Brigid fill my glass
I’ll be the first to drink
And the last to die
Oh, but I'll have glory at
My side

(Instrumental)
Oh, I refuse that it should come to pass
That when I look back on my life
I'll see an empty home
And an empty heart
And a boy who never found his wife
And if a thief should sneak up on me
And take from me my cup, my share
I’ll say, "There's plenty more where that come from
Come with me
I'll take you there!"

They say the first shall be the last
So Sister Brigid fill my glass
I’ll be the first to drink
And the last to die
Oh, but I'll have glory at
My side

They say the first shall be the last
So Sister Brigid fill my glass
I’ll be the first to drink
And the last to die
Oh, but I'll have glory at
My side

Da da da da
Da da da da
Da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da du-da da
Da da da da da da da
Oh when the saints (Da da da da)
Go marching in (Da da da da)
Oh when the saints go marching in (Da da da da da da da da)
They will behold a lake of beer (Da da da da da du-da da)
And they all will dive right in (Da da da da da da da)
Oh when the saints
Go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in
They will behold a lake of beer
And they all will dive right in