Potatoe Fields from KamaToth Cocktales by Kama & J-Toth

Here's to me and here's to you, if you don't like me
Then fuck you and here's to me

Hey there laddie, what do you think you're doing?
Nothing. Looks like you're doing something
Hey, come over here. Let me see you without your mask on
Come on, take off your mask, you're already in trouble

Huh, it's just what I thought. You're Irish, I can tell
It's in your energy and your attitude, your swagger
Ha! You're lucky. Ten, twenty years ago, you'd a been locked up straight away
But guess what lad? Today's your lucky day

I came from potato fields. I took on sour mash
Now you know how the whiskey feels when you're Irish
We enjoying the crash
Gangs of New York pinched, cause no green
I've discovered many truths about these here roots, toots, troops
Black boots steel toes steel toes
Without us, there ain't no gold at the end of the rainbow
Without us there ain't no rainbows
Without us
Without us there ain't no rainbows
Without us
Without us there ain't no rainbows

I came from potato fields. I took on sour mash
Now you know how the whiskey feels when you're Irish
We enjoying the crash
Gangs of New York pinched, cause no green
I've discovered many truths about these here roots, toots, troops
Black boots steel toes steel toes
Without us, there ain't no gold at the end of the rainbow
Without us there ain't no rainbows
Without us

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