From the recording First Flask
Lyrics
Handover Fyste
(Music &Lyrics George Davis/Arrangement assist J. Laux)
He Drank hand over fist, be it whiskey or beer
Drinkin’, women and song are the things he holds dear
And he’d relish a fight… aye, there’s none he would fear
And they all called him Handover Fyste
(CHORUS)
HEY HI HANDOVER, HEY HI HANDOVER
HEY HI HANDOVER, ANOTHER PINT TO ME
(VERSE)
TELL ME SIR WHERE CAN I FIND
A PLACE TO LOSE WHAT’S ON MY MIND
TELL SIR WHERE CAN I FIND
A PLACE TO GET A DRINK
UP THE ROAD A FURLONG PASSED
A PLACE THEY CALL THE HARLOT’S GASH
THERE’S BEER AND WHISKEY IN A GLASS
IF YOU CAN STAND THE STINK
I MADE IN THROUGH THE TAVERN DOOR
TO WHERE THE BEER AND WHISKEY POURED
WAS SERVED A PINT AND THEN TWO MORE
BY THE OLD ONE EYED BARKEEP
(LINE 2X)
(VERSE)
I SPIED A LASS WITH LIGHT GREEN EYES
OF AMPLE BREASTS AND SLENDER THIGHS
HER DANCING CAUSED ME PANTS TO RISE
I KNEW I’D NOT RESIST
I DOWNED MY DRINK AND STOLE A KISS
HER MAN HE SWANG, BUT THEN HE MISSED
THAT’S WHEN HIS FACE IT FOUND ME FIST
HE DROPPED JUST LIKE A STONE
ANOTHER DRINK HAD EASED MY IRE
THE LASS OBLIGED TO QUENCH MY FIRE
HER HEAD IT BOBBED UNTIL SHE TIRED
MY TREE UNLEASHED ITS SAP
(CHORUS)
HEY HI HANDOVER, HEY HI HANDOVER
HEY HI HANDOVER, ANOTHER PINT TO ME
(BREAKDOWN) FIDDLE SOLO
(CHORUS)
HEY HI HANDOVER, HEY HI HANDOVER
HEY HI HANDOVER, ANOTHER PINT TO ME
(LINE OUT)