The Uncle Bill Roach Band - The Toast Song Lyrics

Words and Music by Mike Slagle

Well here’s up to it,here’s down to it.Anybody who can’t do it
Back up,step aside and let me do it-‘cause I’m used to it
Dogs do it ‘till they die,birds do it when they fly
So let’s get drunk and let’s get high and watch the fur fly

(Chorus)
Here’s to fur.It’s such a lovely little thing
And we’d like to thank the man who wrote that down
Lemme hear a YeeHa lemme hear you raise a little hell
And we’ll do another toast on a Cowtown Friday night

Well here’s to Eve the mother of all races
She wore a fig leaf in all the right places
Here’s to Adam the father of us all
He was Johnny on the spot when the leaves began to fall

Here’s to falling leaves they’re such a lovely little thing
And we’d like to thank the man who wrote that down
Lemme hear a Yee Ha lemme hear you raise a little hell
And we’ll do another toast on a Cowtown Friday night

(Bridge)
Well you might like whiskey and you might like just beer
So let’s all get another round we’ll drink it right here
‘Cause here in Fort Worth you know life is too short
So let’ all bite the bullet and have another snort

You know when God made Man He used a little string
He had a little left over so He made a little thing
When God made Woman He used some lace
He didn’t have quite enough so he left a little space

Here’s to space.It’s such a lovely little thing
And we’d like to thank the man who wrote that down
We’ve had a good time and we’ve had a lot to drink
So we better slow it down.It;s a long way home

Yea it’s a long way home
I hope everybody here has a dresignated diver