At Pennsic War Now
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Lyrics: Kyppyn Kirkcaldy Music: Under the Boardwalk by The Drifters |
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At Pennsic War now, (Out in the sun) At Pennsic War now, (We'll be having some fun) At Pennsic War now, (People buying old junk) At Pennsic War now, (We'll be falling down drunk) At Pennsic War now, (War now!) |
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When the sun beats down and your helmet won’t ever cool, And your skin is so hot you want to swim in the classic pool, At Pennsic War now, fighting with the East, Under my pavilion with a cold beer, that's where I'll be. From the fighting field you hear the shoppers buying things on sale, At the food court you will find the old fighters with their stories to tell, At Pennsic War now, fighting with the East, Under my pavilion with a cold beer, that's where I'll be. After fighting all day, I will go to a late night party. I’ll try again tonight, to find a girl that will be with me. At Pennsic War now, fighting with the East, Under my pavilion with a cold beer, that's where I'll be. In the heat of the day, I am starting to feel a little sick, The bridge battle is won and I didn’t even get to swing a stick. At Pennsic War now, fighting with the East, Under my pavilion with a cold beer, that's where I'll be. Well, Cooper’s Lake has said we all have to leave today, I know I’ll be back here next year, I just can’t stay away. At Pennsic War now, fighting with the East, Under my pavilion with a cold beer, that's where I'll be. |
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