I love my Liffey, and I love my stout...I'm a bold Irish man. Humorous, but loving, drinking song: The Clancy Brothers meet Brendan Behan.
Brand new old songs of the '30s, '40s, '50s and '60s.
Lyrics
A Bold Irish Man
If the Liffey was Guinness, and I had my way
I’d swim to the bottom of that river one day,
I’d swim to the bottom, I’d never come out,
I love my Liffey, and I love my stout.
And I love my mother, my father is dead,
Mary Catherine lives with us, she’s not right in the head,
Mary Margaret’s in Boston, she married a Pole,
And me and my brothers are all on the dole.
Tu tu tural laddie, tu tural ay
Flow lovely Liffey, bear me away.
Now it’s gone Easter, the priest’s giving thanks,
And me and the boys are after blowing up banks.
Sure, we’ll tipple a few to work up our gall,
Then it’s Up the Republic! We know bugger all.
My name is O’Hanlon, boldly I stand
Born right here in Dublin with a pint in my hand.
And I work when I must and I drink when I can,
And thank Christ I was born a bold Irish man.
Tu tu tural laddie, tu tural ay
Flow lovely Liffey, bear me away.
Sure I’ll have another—a pint and a dram,
And thank Christ I was born a bold Irish man.
Tu tu tural laddie, tu tural ay
Flow lovely Liffey, bear me away.
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