collected by M.C. Parler
Sung by R.E. Lee Flowers
Sept. 5, 1953
A Wild Irish Song
"Sang eighty years ago by my brother Will."
Copied from his manuscript and checked with the tape.
O, I'm one wild Irish of great fame and renown
l've traveled this wide world to view this fine town!
Refrain Mich-en tooden I yow an cur-rowden an tooden I ya !
'Mongst all of my travels I chance for a stop
At a thumpin' big house called a little grog shop.
'Mongst all of my travels 1 chance for a spy
At a box of fired bullets come boxin' on by
I looked back behind me to see what I could see;
'Twas a young Irish lad from my own countherie.
Says I, "My young lad, quit off all of those tricks;
Take an old country fashion - a box of two sticks.
The first lick he struck me he hit me over the head;
I swore, be jabber, I was seven year dead.
We traveled on together with great fame and renown
An' "dom the first bullets that's iver been foun'!"
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