Mickey Marley's Roundabout

Micky Marley had a wee horse
He kept it at the back of the house of course
It wouldn't eat grass and it wouldn't eat hay
But it would eat sugarlumps all day
Micky got wood and wheels for a start
Then he sat down and made a wee cart
He hammered and he hammered and he foutered about
Until he had built a roundabout

Round and round and up and down
Through the streets of Belfast town
All the children laugh and shout
For here comes Micky's roundabout

And then he went from street to street
A penny a time and pick your seat
A hobby horse or a motorcar
Jump on son and hold the bar
The children's faces smile with glee
Laughs and smiles a sight to see
You haven't got a penny and your ma's gone out
You can still get on his roundabout

Round and round and up and down
Through the streets of Belfast town
All the children laugh and shout
For here comes Micky's roundabout

But then alas to his dismay
The roundabout was burnt one day
Poor Micky lost everything he had
And all the children were so sad
But his friends they gathered round
From every part of Belfast town
They hammered and they hammered and they fouterd about
And built him a brand new roundabout

Round and round and up and down
Through the streets of Belfast town
All the children laugh and shout
For here comes Micky's roundabout

Hobby horses don't get old
I'm winter beds they all feel the cold
But Micky knows each winter pass
The roundabout is still at last
No more we'll hear the happy sounds
Of his roundabout in Belfast town
We thank the horse and the wee small man
For the joy they spread across the land

Round and round and up and down
Through the streets of Belfast town
All the children laugh and shout
For here comes Micky's roundabout

Round and round and up and down
Through the streets of Belfast town
All the children laugh and shout
For here comes Micky's roundabout