Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan "Will ye go to the Waxies dargle?" Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan, "I haven't got a farthing. I went up to Monto town To see Uncle McArdle But he wouldn't give me a half a crown For to go to the Waxies dargle." What will ya have?! I'll have a pint! I'll have a pint with you, Sir! And if one of ya' doesn't order soon We'll be chucked out of the boozer! Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan "Will ye go to the Galway races?" Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan, "I'll hawk me aul' man's braces. I went up to Capel Street To the Jewish moneylenders But he wouldn't give me a couple of bob For the aul' man's red suspenders." Chorus Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan "We got no beef or mutton If we went up to Monto town We might get a drink for nuttin'" Here's a nice piece of advice I got from an aul' fishmonger: "When food is scarce and you see the hearse You'll know you have died of hunger." Chorus x2