Paddy Schmidt
The Hills Of Connemara dainos žodžiai
Gather up the pots and the old tin can
The corn, the mash, the barley and the bran
Run like the devil from the excise man
Keep the smoke from rising, Barney
Oh the excise men are on their way
They´re hunting all around for the mountain tay
Oh they won´t go away for the devil of a day
In the hills of Connemara
Oh here´s a bottle for Uncle Tom
And here´s a gallon for Father John
To help the poor old man along
Through the hills of Connemara
Well, stand your ground for it´s too late
The excise men are at the gate
Oh, glory be to Jesus, they´re drinking it straight
In the hills of Connemara
The corn, the mash, the barley and the bran
Run like the devil from the excise man
Keep the smoke from rising, Barney
Oh the excise men are on their way
They´re hunting all around for the mountain tay
Oh they won´t go away for the devil of a day
In the hills of Connemara
Oh here´s a bottle for Uncle Tom
And here´s a gallon for Father John
To help the poor old man along
Through the hills of Connemara
Well, stand your ground for it´s too late
The excise men are at the gate
Oh, glory be to Jesus, they´re drinking it straight
In the hills of Connemara
