Pubcrawlers Tripping Up The Stairs - An Honest Gamble Lyrics

O'Connell was a steel worker, bluecollar man he was
labelled
Been 21 years on the Yarrows Dock slinging welding
cable
He married a good Catholic girl at the age of 21
By the time he reached 28, she'd borne seven young
He put in hours of overtime to keep food on the table
Under the strain of an achin' back did all that he was
able
Laboured on the Otter, ran beads on the B.C. Ferries
He'd never been for lack of work since he left County
Kerry
There's got to be another way, there's got to be
another way
With mouths to feed and bills to pay
And I'm searching...

...for that tiny ray of hope
Well you can't afford to spend much if haven't got a dime
So an honest gamble buys a dream on Lotto 6/49
When you've got two chances, slim and none, the odds
aren't in your favor
With the luck of the Irish in your blood, you're one up
on your neighbor
Every Wednesday's Winsday as he searches through The
Sun
To find the winning numbers in the hopes that he has
won
Through the din of the canteen he walks towards the
door
With a winner in his pocket, he'll punch the clock no
more
There's got to be another way, there's got to be
another way
With mouths to feed and bills to pay
And I'm searching...
...for that tiny ray of hope