Drinking with nothing to lose

(Verse 1) Oh, the devil came to Ireland on a dark and stormy night, He sought out an Irishman, with eyes so green and bright. He found a ginger lad, with a pint of ale in hand, And he said, "I'll challenge you, to a drinking match so grand." (Chorus) Yo ho, yo ho, a devil's game we play, The stakes are high, the spirits strong, we'll drink until the break of day. But little did the devil know, the ginger had no soul, So when the morning light did break, he'd still be in control. (Verse 2) They sat down at the table, with the whiskey flowing free, The devil grinned with wicked glee, sure he'd soon claim victory. But the ginger drank with gusto, matching shot for shot, And as the night wore on, the devil knew he'd been outfoxed. (Chorus) Yo ho, yo ho, the ginger won the day, He laughed and danced and sang aloud, the devil's debt to pay. For though the devil played his best, the ginger held his own, And in the end, the devil found, he'd been outdone and overthrown. (Verse 3) So if you ever meet a ginger, with a twinkle in his eye, Beware his drinking prowess, for he'll leave you high and dry. For when it comes to a drinking match, the ginger has no fear, He'll raise his glass and toast you, with a grin from ear to ear. (Chorus) (Chorus) Yo ho, yo ho, the ginger wins again, He'll raise a glass to victory, and toast his devilish friend. But deep down in his fiery heart, the devil knows the truth, That when it comes to drinking games, the ginger's quite uncouth. [Instrumental Outro]