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Dinny The Piper / Amhran Na Tae (Song Of The Tea)

アーティスト:Andy M. Stewart  アルバム:Dublin Lady 

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In the year '98, when our troubles were great It was treason to be a Milesian. And the black-whiskers said we would never forget And our history shows they were Hessians. And in these troubled times, it was a great crime And martyrdom never was riper Near the town of Glenshee, not an acre from Meath, Lived one Denny Burns, the Piper! Neither weddin' nor wake would be worth a shake If Denny was first not invited. For at squeezin' the bag, or emptyin' the keg, He astonished as well as delighted! But in these times Denny could not earn a penny, Martial Law had him stung like a viper! And it kept him within till the bones of his skin Grinned thru the rags of the piper! Now one day it did dawn, as Denny crept home, Back from a fair at Lethangin, When what should he see, from the branch of a tree, But the corpse of a Hessian, there hangin'! Says Denny, "These rogues have got boots, I've no brogues!" He took hold of the boots wi' a griper, And the boots were so tight, and he pulled with such might, Legs and all come away with the piper! Ah, then Denny did run for fear of bein' hung Til he came to Tim Haley's cabin. Says Tim from within, "I can't let ye in! Ye'll be shot if you're caught out there rappin'!" So he went to the shed where the cow was in bed, He began with a whisper to wipe her, And they lay down together, in seven foot of heather, And the cow took to huggin' the piper! Well the day it wore on, and Denny did yawn, And he stripped off the boots from the Hessian!


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