Am
In the town of Milton one
                          G
Brian Flannigan battered away till his money was spent
Am
Then he hit a big one and felt like a man again,
Am
Bought a three decker with two floors for rent
Am
He threw a big party for friends
                              G
And relations at a grand old place called Florian Hall
Am
And if you'll just listen I'll make your eyes glisten
Am
To the rows and the ructions of Flannigan's ball.


[Chorus:]
Am                      G
Six long months I spent in quincy,
Am                                E
Six long months doing nothing at all,
Am                        G
Six long months I spent in quincy

Am
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball
   Am                      G
I stepped out and I stepped in again,
Am                           E
I stepped out and I stepped in again,
Am                          G
I stepped out and I stepped in again
Am
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball.

Am
Free beer on tap and wine for the ladies,
G
Ziti and sauce for mark porzio
Am
There were faheys and bradys,
Am
Mcauliffes and daleys courtin the girls and dancing away.

Am
Brian tully sang out in his finest form,
G
The patron's responded and I lead em all
Am
I'd spent 6 months at Forbes Academy
Am
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball

[Chorus]

Am
The boys were hammered the girls were hearty
G
Dancing around in couples and groups
Am
An accident happened you Dennis Flemming
Am
Put his right leg through miss Finneran's hoops
Am
This gal she fainted and cried bloody murder,

G
Called for her sons and gathered them all,
Am
Christopher swore he'd go no further
Am
Till he had revenge at Flannigan's ball

[Chorus]

Am
In the midst of the melee
G
Miss Collins fainted her cheeks by now were as red as a rose
Am
Some of the boys declared she was plastered
Am
Had a small drop to much I suppose

Am
Young Scotty Jenkins so big and ableG
G
Saw his fair colleen stretched by the wall
Am
Tore the left leg from under the table
Am
And smashed all the dishes at Flannigan's ball

Am
Boy oh boy now this was a rumble myself
G
Took a lick from mean Ricky Green
Am
But I soon replied to that fine introduction
Am
And gave him a terrible kick in the spleen

Am
Talent the piper nearly got strangled,
G
They squeezed on his bellows, chanters and all,
Am
The girls in the middle nearly got trampled

Am (pause)
And that put an end to Flannigan's ball

[Chorus]
 End on Am