Pour me a pint of Guinness,
Make it a pint for two.
I wanna take one down to the willow tree,
Thats all I want to do.
I wanna visit my ole buddy,
and run the dirt thru my hand.
Have that tear drop from my cheek bone,
and watch it fall to the land.
Guinness I miss you my good buddy,
I miss you with all my might.
When those moments come and then they go,
I can smile cause I know you’re all right.
So, rest those weary bones my good friend,
Rest and go to sleep.
You know where you can find me,
Under the Willow is Where I Weep.