Heres to the Horses by The Irish Rovers Lyrics

Chorus: Here's to the horses that pull the Budweiser Here's to the ribbon, 'round the blue ribbon can, Here's to the ladies that pour golden rivers that fill up the glass, of the beer drinkin' man! Verse 1: Down by the river at O'Grady's Tavern, that's where we gather, most every night. Laughing and joking, talking and toasting, tall story telling, till almost daylight. Verse 2: We'll drink a toast with each round that you buy Your wife or your girlfriend, we'll toast anything! Winners or losers, you'll be the choosers, and long about morning you might hear us sing, sing, sing: Chorus: Here's to the horses that pull the Budweiser Here's to the ribbon, 'round the blue ribbon can, Here's to the ladies that pour golden rivers that fill up the glass, of the beer drinkin' man! Verse 3: Here's to the old flames that we've left behind, we wish them the best, they can do without us! Here's to the wife, of old Billy Johnson, the day that she left him we toasted the bus, sing sing: Chorus: Here's to the horses that pull the Budweiser Here's to the ribbon, 'round the blue ribbon can, Here's to the ladies that pour golden rivers that fill up the glass, of the beer drinkin' man! Verse 4: Here's to the jukebox that stands in the corner, here's to the records that go round and round! Here's to the barstools, the bottles and glasses, Here's to Milwaukee, she won't let us down! Chorus: Here's to the horses that pull the Budweiser Here's to the ribbon, 'round the blue ribbon can, Here's to the ladies that pour golden rivers that fill up the glass, of the beer drinkin' man! Here's to the horses that pull the Budweiser Here's to the ribbon, 'round the blue ribbon can, Here's to the ladies that pour golden rivers that fill up the glass, of the beer drinkin' man!