Brendan Nolan used to play the Old Dublin;
Seemed like every week
We were the drunks in the back
And we'd always give him cheek
We only knew the Pogues' sound
So we'd call out for Dirty Old Town
He’d come back with a Sally MacLennane to put Shane to shame
(And us in our place, man)
St. Patty’s Day is coming, I’ve booked the time off
Would you meet me at the Dublin, we’ll fight the crowds off
There’s a pint or twenty waiting and Spring’s not far off
I’ll bet my last shamrock it’s Brendan who’s on
Brendan, you're on
Now he’s gone playing around the world
And only back once in a long song’s while
And I’ll only make my way down to the Dub
If I see his name in the listings
Then I see we’re both a little older now
But none the tired -- some the wiser
Now it’s the old drunks who are giving him hell
And I sing and I smile and I’m under his spell
St. Patty’s Day is coming, I’ve booked the time off
Would you meet me at the Dublin, we’ll fight the crowds off
There’s a pint or twenty waiting and Spring’s not far off
I’ll bet my last shamrock it’s Brendan who’s on
Brendan, you're on
Good old Brendan used to play the Old Dublin
Every week
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4 comments:
Happy St. Paddy's Day to you and Nolan.
--Ian O'Prokopchuk
Oh yeah.
Now that I've done that, I see that http://www.grandinite has tagged me with a meme.
Maybe it'sjust as well that I've buried it here, Scott, but you are tagged.
I guess what goes around comes around, eh? I'll have to think on that one, Ivan.
Yeah, it gets in the way of the creative stuff, but once you hit
the internet anagram server, the results are close to MAD Magazine.
My last name, for example is a minefield of hilarious malapropisms, as you could well imagine. Up on my web.
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