Darcys Donkey

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Then he vaulted through the hedges 
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at the track at Ballintra


[Chorus 1]
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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 
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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 
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donkey won the race at Donegal


[Fiddle fill]
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[Verse 2]
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The garda chased the donkey, and we
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 followed in pursuit,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


[Chorus 2]
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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 
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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 
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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 
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lap or two ahead

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He finished off the whiskey, then 
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toppled over dead

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

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The garda came in second and paid 
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35 to one!

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

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

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

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


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

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

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


[Chorus 3]
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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 
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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 
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donkey won the race at Donegal

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