Once, I loved a girl from Newcastle, But she left me sore Yeah, she broke my heart and bruised my soul But I don't care anymore So, don't wave your flags, just wave your beer As we slowly turn to clay And we'll all get drunk and sing this song 'till there's nothing more to say Alright, Pops, you cantankerous ol' fool, Step on up and give us a toast! Well, the Lord giveth and taketh away, And if that ain't a sweet deal, I'll kiss your a**! Yee-hee-hee-hah! If I had it all to do again, I'd be swingin' from the mast. 'Cause I wouldn't trade a million bucks For one second of me past. So, don't wave your flags, just wave your beer As we slowly turn to clay And we'll all get drunk and sing this song 'till there's nothing more to say Mysterious John, I think it's your turn, Step up and give us a toast Here's to the women of the world It would be a sad place without them, God bless them. Yee-hee-hee-hah, buddy! (Bet your a**) When we die and hit the afterlife You'll be seein' me, my dear I'll be riding a barrel of whiskey on A tidal wave of beer So, don't wave your flags, just wave your beer As we slowly turn to clay And we'll all get drunk and sing this song 'till there's nothing more to say One more time! So, don't wave your flags, just wave your beer As we slowly turn to clay And we'll all get drunk and sing this song 'till there's nothing more to say (And we'll drink one for Tom Waits) 'till there's nothing more to say *3