Darcy's Donkey Lyrics
| Song | Darcy's Donkey |
| Artist | Gaelic Storm |
| Album | What's the Rumpus? |
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| 作曲 : Murphy, Twigger, Wehmeyer | |
| T'was up in the Bluestack mountains, D'arcy kept a bit of a still | |
| We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill | |
| “Lose the booze” cried D'arcy and before we could reply, | |
| He'd dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by. | |
| The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye. | |
| When he got a lick of the whiskey, he'd swear that he could fly | |
| He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by Jamesie's bar, | |
| Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra | |
| Here's to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here's to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal | |
| The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit, | |
| For fear they'd spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot | |
| We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time, | |
| To place our bets before the lot of ‘em reached the starting line. | |
| The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind | |
| He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn't mind | |
| He had himself another sip, and a second one as well, | |
| Then bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell. | |
| Here's to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here's to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal | |
| The donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead | |
| He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead | |
| We went to check the bets and found when everything was done | |
| The garda came in second and paid 25 to one! | |
| So we dragged the donkey's carcass down to Jamesie's for a pint | |
| To drink up all our winnings, and to celebrate the night | |
| We missed the poor old donkey, but still we had to laugh | |
| When Jamesie made a trophy of the donkey's better half | |
| So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere | |
| Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass! | |
| Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass! | |
| Here's to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here's to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal |
| zuo qu : Murphy, Twigger, Wehmeyer | |
| T' was up in the Bluestack mountains, D' arcy kept a bit of a still | |
| We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill | |
| " Lose the booze" cried D' arcy and before we could reply, | |
| He' d dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by. | |
| The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye. | |
| When he got a lick of the whiskey, he' d swear that he could fly | |
| He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by Jamesie' s bar, | |
| Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D' arcy' s drunken donkey won the race at Donegal | |
| The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit, | |
| For fear they' d spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot | |
| We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time, | |
| To place our bets before the lot of ' em reached the starting line. | |
| The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind | |
| He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn' t mind | |
| He had himself another sip, and a second one as well, | |
| Then bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell. | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D' arcy' s drunken donkey won the race at Donegal | |
| The donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead | |
| He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead | |
| We went to check the bets and found when everything was done | |
| The garda came in second and paid 25 to one! | |
| So we dragged the donkey' s carcass down to Jamesie' s for a pint | |
| To drink up all our winnings, and to celebrate the night | |
| We missed the poor old donkey, but still we had to laugh | |
| When Jamesie made a trophy of the donkey' s better half | |
| So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere | |
| Everybody raise a glass to D' arcy' s ass! D' arcy' s ass! | |
| Everybody raise a glass to D' arcy' s ass! D' arcy' s ass! | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D' arcy' s drunken donkey won the race at Donegal |
| zuò qǔ : Murphy, Twigger, Wehmeyer | |
| T' was up in the Bluestack mountains, D' arcy kept a bit of a still | |
| We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill | |
| " Lose the booze" cried D' arcy and before we could reply, | |
| He' d dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by. | |
| The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye. | |
| When he got a lick of the whiskey, he' d swear that he could fly | |
| He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by Jamesie' s bar, | |
| Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D' arcy' s drunken donkey won the race at Donegal | |
| The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit, | |
| For fear they' d spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot | |
| We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time, | |
| To place our bets before the lot of ' em reached the starting line. | |
| The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind | |
| He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn' t mind | |
| He had himself another sip, and a second one as well, | |
| Then bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell. | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D' arcy' s drunken donkey won the race at Donegal | |
| The donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead | |
| He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead | |
| We went to check the bets and found when everything was done | |
| The garda came in second and paid 25 to one! | |
| So we dragged the donkey' s carcass down to Jamesie' s for a pint | |
| To drink up all our winnings, and to celebrate the night | |
| We missed the poor old donkey, but still we had to laugh | |
| When Jamesie made a trophy of the donkey' s better half | |
| So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere | |
| Everybody raise a glass to D' arcy' s ass! D' arcy' s ass! | |
| Everybody raise a glass to D' arcy' s ass! D' arcy' s ass! | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall | |
| Here' s to you, to me and one and all | |
| The day that D' arcy' s drunken donkey won the race at Donegal |
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