Out On The Lash by The Avondale Ramblers Lyrics

I was heading off down Grafton St
One Sunday afternoon
On me way to St. Teresa's
But wound up in a saloon
I couldn't help but sneak a peak
While passing Davy Byrne's
Who should I see there at the bar?
My good friend Bill Ahearn!

Going out on the lash
Going out on the lash
From November to October
I'm a wild and restless rover
Going out on the lash
Going out on the lash
Drink to the ghost of ol' Phil Lynott
Going out on the lash!

I found myself in Kehoe's for
A pint, or two or three
On me way to pick up Caitlin
For our anniversary
By the time I left, the sun was down
No flower carts in sight
It was too late for romance
And I was itching for a fight!
Going out on the lash
Going out on the lash
From November to October
I'm a wild and restless rover
Going out on the lash
Going out on the lash
Drink to the ghost of ol' Phil Lynott
Going out on the lash!

In trouble deep by then
Thought "what's the harm in just one more?"
I could hear "The Boys are Back"
Blasting out from Bruxelle's door
I woke up the next morning
At the statue of St. Phil
With a head still full of whiskey
And a pocket full of pills

Going out on the lash
Going out on the lash
From November to October
I'm a wild and restless rover
Going out on the lash
Going out on the lash
Drink to the ghost of ol' Phil Lynott
Going out on the lash!
Going out on the lash
Going out on the lash
From November to October
I'm a wild and restless rover
Going out on the lash
Going out on the lash
God bless the bones of Philip Lynott
Let's go out on the lash!