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Dinny the Piper / Amhran Na Tae (Song of the Tea)

アーティスト:Andy M. Stewart & Mánus Lunny  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 through 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 Till 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


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