and the song they are singing not that I can hear it as my speakers are stuffed is Father Abraham.
Thats a pittance of a crowd in my rugby playing days we used to do that song all the while. The best was when the beer festival was on. We hit the town and got really tanked up. Afterwards we all poured out into the market square opposite as all the other bars were kicking out. I jumped up on the church wall and started the singing and got them doing Father Abraham. By the time we had finished there was nearly 200 people men and women and even policemen joining in as they had finished shift and we knew half of them. It was bloody hilarious.
Another time we did it was in my closetted or rather undecided days. We went on a rugby tour to Llanelli in Wales. After a beer match we hit Swansea and the only bar that would let us in was a quaint little place called Champers. I started the singing with a few more innocent or should I say clothed songs and then eventually led them round to Father Abraham.
I was a forward at the time (where the big guys go) and I can honestly say I have never seen a bunch of 6ft plus bulging muscled and fat bellied apes go so girly and squeemish when I announced at the end of the song btw guys you do realise this is a gay bar! I had already worked it out ages before as all the girls had skin heads and tattoos and all the boys looked like a cliche throw back from a 1970's copy of Vulcan!!!!!
Needless to say our audience were very appreciative, well the men were the lezzers were too busy fighting over the pool table!