Ode to the Drink featuring Cris MoSkill  Ryan Butler
I ask the bartender to pour me a shot
Ten bucks in my pocket is all that I've got
I'm not looking for trouble, but make it a double
Time to drink all my worries away
I just got done working my twelve hour shift
Now I'll sit with the boys and we'll all reminisce
Of good times and bad times
And times we forgot
And we'll drink til the night turns to day

So we'll drink three shots
Hoping that good luck will soon come our way
And we'll hold our breath
Pray for this day, after day, after day

Spending my cash, nothing to show for it
Five bucks in my pocket is all I got left
Can I bum just five dollars?
I'll pay you tomorrow
Don't you know lad that I'm good for it?
How long will this last me
This fortune of mine?
Will it last me to see just one more good timе?
Cuz I gave to my first love
Her sweet charm divinе
And I swear to you I'll never quit
So I'll drink three shots
Hoping that good luck will soon come my way
And I'll hold my breath
Pray for this day, after day, after day

With such great resistance I've come to the end
A buck in my pocket and nothing to spend
I've wasted my life
On this barstool at night
But I promise I'll come home to you
Lost in the shadows of a bottle of gin
I think to the old day of good friends and kin
Working my fingers right down to the bone
But what is a poor boy to do?

So I'll drink three shots
Hoping that good luck will soon come my way
And I'll hold my breath
Pray for this day, after day, after day

I hear the bartender
He shouts out, "Last call"!
I'm all out of cash, I've got nothing at all
Sorry there sir, I don't know what to do
But tonight I've got no tip for you
So I'll drink three shots
Hoping that good luck will soon come my way
And I'll hold my breath
Pray for this day, after day, after day