The Pubcrawlers - Tripping Up The Stairs / An Honest Gamble lyrics

O'Connell was a steel worker, bluecollar man he was labelled Been 21 years on the Yarrows Dock slinging welding cable He married a good Catholic girl at the age of 21 By the time he reached 28, she'd borne seven young He put in hours of overtime to keep food on the table Under the strain of an achin' back did all that he was able Laboured on the Otter, ran beads on the B.C. Ferries He'd never been for lack of work since he left County Kerry There's got to be another way, there's got to be another way With mouths to feed and bills to pay And I'm searching... ...for that tiny ray of hope Well you can't afford to spend much if haven't got a dime So an honest gamble buys a dream on Lotto 6/49 When you've got two chances, slim and none, the odds aren't in your favor With the luck of the Irish in your blood, you're one up on your neighbor Every Wednesday's Winsday as he searches through The Sun To find the winning numbers in the hopes that he has won Through the din of the canteen he walks towards the door With a winner in his pocket, he'll punch the clock no more There's got to be another way, there's got to be another way With mouths to feed and bills to pay And I'm searching... ...for that tiny ray of hope