“I'll Never Get Drunk Any More (III)”


The singer "got frisky Over some poteen whisky," fell, cracked his skull and had his pocket picked. The landlady won't give a drunk credit. "A man that's fond of boozing, His cash goes daily oozing" He swears off drink and warns others to do the same.

Cross references


  1. Croker-PopularSongs, pp. 96-97, "I'll Never Get Drunk Any More!" (1 text)
  2. ADDITIONAL: Kathleen Hoagland, editor, One Thousand Years of Irish Poetry (New York, 1947), pp. 268-269, "I'll Never Get Drunk Any More"
  3. BI, CrPS096


Author: unknown
Earliest date: 1839 (Croker-PopularSongs)