The 86

Well I told my boys I'd be home before too late Cos the last band's wrapping up now And last round's on its way I would've stayed to say I missed you, dear With a beer on a Thursgay night But I heard the bell ring out Of The 86 outside Well I told my boys I'd be close when bad times come May the rain wash down upon you And upon your future son Like smoke in the back of a Smith Street club we rise From sighs of forgotten foes Across the street we sing The 86 tram home May the drinks be cheap In the tallest glass May tomorrow come But not too fast May the drinks be cheap In the tallest glass May tomorrow come But not too fast Well I told myself of a path laid out to take That my father walked before me And could lead to the same mistake Till somebody loves you right And you feel it clear What fearing yourself might do I ain't home yet but I'm on The 86 home to you May the drinks be cheap In the tallest glass May tomorrow come But not too fast May the drinks be cheap In the tallest glass May tomorrow come But not too fast May tomorrow come But not too fast