Song | Lanigan's Ball |
Artist | Fiddler's Green |
Album | Folk's Not Dead |
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In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lanigan | |
Battered away till he hadn´t a pound | |
And his father died and made him a man again, | |
Left him a farm and ten acres of ground | |
He gave a grand party to friends and relations | |
Who did not forget him when come to the wall | |
If you´d only listen, I´ll make your eyes glisten | |
At the rows and ructions of Lanigan´s ball | |
Myself to be sure to got free invitations | |
For all the nice girls and boys I might ask | |
In less than a minute both friends and relations | |
Were dancing as merry as bees round a cask | |
Lashing of punch and wine for the ladies | |
Potatoes, cakes, there was bacon and tea | |
There were the Nolans, Dolans, O´Grady´s | |
Courting the girls and dancing away | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
They were doing all kinds of nonsensical polkas | |
Round the room in a whirly gig | |
But Julia and I soon banished their nonsense | |
And tipped them a twist of a real Irish jig | |
Oh how the girl she really got mad and me | |
Danced that you´d think that the ceiling would fall | |
For I spent three weeks at Brooks Academy | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
The boys were as merry, the girls all hearty | |
Dancing around in couples and groups | |
Till an accident happened, young Terence McCarthy | |
He put his right leg through Miss Finerty´s hoops | |
The creature she fainted and cried "Meelia Murther" | |
And called for her brothers and gathered them all | |
Carmody swore that he´d go no further, | |
Till he'd satisfaction at Lanigan´s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
Boys, oh boys, ´tis there was ructions | |
Myself got a kick from big Phelim McHugh | |
And I soon replied to his kind introduction | |
And kicked him a terrible hullabaloo | |
Casey the piper was nearly being strangled | |
They squeezed up his pipes, bellows, chanters and all | |
And the girls in their ribbons they all got entangled | |
And that put an end to Lanigan´s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan´s ball |
In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lanigan | |
Battered away till he hadn t a pound | |
And his father died and made him a man again, | |
Left him a farm and ten acres of ground | |
He gave a grand party to friends and relations | |
Who did not forget him when come to the wall | |
If you d only listen, I ll make your eyes glisten | |
At the rows and ructions of Lanigan s ball | |
Myself to be sure to got free invitations | |
For all the nice girls and boys I might ask | |
In less than a minute both friends and relations | |
Were dancing as merry as bees round a cask | |
Lashing of punch and wine for the ladies | |
Potatoes, cakes, there was bacon and tea | |
There were the Nolans, Dolans, O Grady s | |
Courting the girls and dancing away | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
They were doing all kinds of nonsensical polkas | |
Round the room in a whirly gig | |
But Julia and I soon banished their nonsense | |
And tipped them a twist of a real Irish jig | |
Oh how the girl she really got mad and me | |
Danced that you d think that the ceiling would fall | |
For I spent three weeks at Brooks Academy | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
The boys were as merry, the girls all hearty | |
Dancing around in couples and groups | |
Till an accident happened, young Terence McCarthy | |
He put his right leg through Miss Finerty s hoops | |
The creature she fainted and cried " Meelia Murther" | |
And called for her brothers and gathered them all | |
Carmody swore that he d go no further, | |
Till he' d satisfaction at Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
Boys, oh boys, tis there was ructions | |
Myself got a kick from big Phelim McHugh | |
And I soon replied to his kind introduction | |
And kicked him a terrible hullabaloo | |
Casey the piper was nearly being strangled | |
They squeezed up his pipes, bellows, chanters and all | |
And the girls in their ribbons they all got entangled | |
And that put an end to Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball |
In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lanigan | |
Battered away till he hadn t a pound | |
And his father died and made him a man again, | |
Left him a farm and ten acres of ground | |
He gave a grand party to friends and relations | |
Who did not forget him when come to the wall | |
If you d only listen, I ll make your eyes glisten | |
At the rows and ructions of Lanigan s ball | |
Myself to be sure to got free invitations | |
For all the nice girls and boys I might ask | |
In less than a minute both friends and relations | |
Were dancing as merry as bees round a cask | |
Lashing of punch and wine for the ladies | |
Potatoes, cakes, there was bacon and tea | |
There were the Nolans, Dolans, O Grady s | |
Courting the girls and dancing away | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
They were doing all kinds of nonsensical polkas | |
Round the room in a whirly gig | |
But Julia and I soon banished their nonsense | |
And tipped them a twist of a real Irish jig | |
Oh how the girl she really got mad and me | |
Danced that you d think that the ceiling would fall | |
For I spent three weeks at Brooks Academy | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
The boys were as merry, the girls all hearty | |
Dancing around in couples and groups | |
Till an accident happened, young Terence McCarthy | |
He put his right leg through Miss Finerty s hoops | |
The creature she fainted and cried " Meelia Murther" | |
And called for her brothers and gathered them all | |
Carmody swore that he d go no further, | |
Till he' d satisfaction at Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
Boys, oh boys, tis there was ructions | |
Myself got a kick from big Phelim McHugh | |
And I soon replied to his kind introduction | |
And kicked him a terrible hullabaloo | |
Casey the piper was nearly being strangled | |
They squeezed up his pipes, bellows, chanters and all | |
And the girls in their ribbons they all got entangled | |
And that put an end to Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Six long months doing nothing at all | |
Six long months I spent in Dublin | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
And I stepped out and I stepped in again | |
Learning to dance for Lanigan s ball |