The boys from the village were festering sore For a day on the rant with some music and more They`d drink porter in Maura`s way over in Fore And never get drunk but stay sober
There was Harry the banjo and Dunne of the swan With whose bone from the wing he`d beat the bodhran And the song that he`d sing was of ganders and all He`d never get drunk but stay sober
There was Woods on the Guitar and auld squeeze box too Who came from a time before aeroplanes flew He`d sit in a corner and mule quite a few And he`d never get drunk but stay sober
There was Mahon the singer who knew all the songs And never was known to put a foot wrong He`d sing through the night till the break o` the morn And he`d never get drunk but stay sober
Then Harry the banjo now there was a man A bottomless pit if ever there was one More porter he`d lower that there was in the land And he`d Never get drunk but stay sober
Well the Gartloney Rats would play away They`d play for the pints and not for the pay And the pints they`d go down in the usual way And they`d never get drunk but stay sober
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