Darcys Donkey

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verse 1 
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T'was up in the Bluestack mountains, D'arcy kept a bit of a still 

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We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill 

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"Lose the booze" cried D'arcy and before we could reply, 

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He'd dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by. 

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The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye. 

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When he got a lick of the whiskey, he'd swear that he could fly 

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He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by Jamesie's bar, 

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Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra 



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Here's to you, to me and one and all 

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To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall 

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Here's to you, to me and one and all 

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The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal 



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verse 2 
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The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit, 

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For fear they'd spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot 

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We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time, 

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To place our bets before the lot of 'em reached the starting line. 

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The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind 

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He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn't mind 

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He had himself another sip, and a second one as well, 

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Then he bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell. 


 
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Here's to you, to me and one and all 

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To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall 

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Here's to you, to me and one and all 

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The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal 




Fiddle Interlude 
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verse 3 
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The donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead 

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He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead 

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We went to check the bets and found when everything was done 

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The garda came in second and paid 35 to one! 

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So we dragged the donkey's carcass down to Jamesie's for a pint 

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To drink up all our winnings, and to celebrate the night 

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We missed the poor old donkey, but still we had to laugh 

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When Jamesie made a trophy of the donkey's better half 


Pre-Chorus 
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So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere 

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Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass! 

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Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass! 



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Here's to you, to me and one and all 

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To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall 

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Here's to you, to me and one and all 

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The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal              

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The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal