You're The Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me

Let the farmer praise his grounds

Let the huntsman praise his hounds

Let the shepherd praise his dewy-scented lambs

But I more wise then they

Spend each happy night and day

With me darling little cruisc in lan lan lan

With me darling little cruisc in lan

Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in

Slainte geal Mauver-neen

Gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan lan lan

Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan

Immortal and divine

Great Bacchus god of wine

Create me by adoption your own son

In the hope that you'll comply

That my glass shall never run dry

Nor me darlin' little cruisc in lan lan lan

Nor me darlin' little cruisc in lan

Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in

Slainte geal Mauver-neen

Gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan lan lan

Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan

And when grim death appears

In a few but happy years

He'll say Oh won't you come along with me

I'll say Begone ye knave

For King Bacchus gave me lave

To take another cruisc in lan lan lan

To take another cruisc in lan

Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in

Slainte geal Mauver-neen

Gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan lan lan

Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan

Then fill your glasses high

Let's not part so dry

Though the lark proclaims it is the dawn

And since we can't remain

May we shortly meet again

To fill another cruisc in lan lan lan

To fill another cruisc in lan

Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in

Slainte geal Mauver-neen

Gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan lan lan

Oh gradh mo chroide mo cruisc in lan

Cruiscin Lan - The Clancy Brothers