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Here we are we've come to call |
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With pipes and flutes and fiddles and all |
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In case of death we've even brought a keener |
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So, if you're glum and feeling down |
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Just feel like us and act the clown and soon |
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There'll be a change in your demeanour |
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I put me money on a horse today |
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For with the race he'd run away |
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Or so a friend that's in the know he told me |
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Twenty lengths ahead at most |
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He proudly cantered pass the post |
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But, woe was me, he lost the bloomin' jockey! |
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Now of all the places |
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I have seen |
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From China to the |
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CaribbeanAre all across the goat compared to |
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IrelandFrom |
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Bally Castle to |
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Tralie, the |
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Corup to the |
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LiffyThere's no where else on earth but like this island |
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In Hollywood |
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I long to be |
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No, not the place across the sea |
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But in county |
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Wickloe, Ireland's lovely garden |
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Where no pretenders will you find |
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But decent people warm and kind |
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And flocks of friendly sheep into the bargain |
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For your ills don't take a pill |
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But take it down the road, the hills |
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And listen to the larks lovely warbling |
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In the evening in the company |
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With music in the key of |
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EYou'll be dancing |
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Kerry sets until the morning |
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Dancing Kerry sets until the morning |
