Larry Grogan

Lyrics

Ye rakes that are jolly and hate melancholy
Who through the wide world are a jogging
In the land of good ale did you never hear tell
Of that frolicksome lad Larry Grogan
We’ll send for sweet Larry, be merry, be merry
Hah, there is his bagpipe a humming
Zounds boys join in chorus, hey, all the world for us
I knew the dear Joy was a coming

Now peace with your singing, we’ll make a round ring
And young Larry shall play in the middle
Now for it my ranter, one tune from your chanter
Shall beat the harp, hautboy or fiddle
Your pipes Larry Grogan all other ones flogging
Tune up in a measure so frisky
To hear Lanstrum pone what heart can be stony
While ‘er we’ve a bumper of whisky

Come Larry play over the march of the rover
The rakes and the drunkards and troopers
Lads rather than quarrel we’ll stave a whole barrel
So damn it more work for the coopers
Come drink about plumpers, lads fill up your bumpers
And landlady bring us a twitcher
But hearkee, no roguing, you know Larry Grogan
Can find out the hole in a pitcher

Come drink about Larry, let’s laugh and be merry
This world is nothing but sorrow
To day let us caper and sweal out life’s taper
It may be extinguished tomorrow
Yet if death do approach us, he never dare broach us
The rascal had better be civil
We’d call him a liar, put’s dart in the fire
And shove his dry bones to the Devil

Amongst other crochets we’ll play up to Hatchet’s
And drink a whole hogshead at Hammond’s
From there to Moll Wheelers we’ll visit the females
And toss off a cog to Doll Cummins
We’ll touzle the tatters of each mother’s daughter
What says my young worthy sweet Larry ?
Come lads never fear us, we’ll rant it like heros
But mind we are never to marry

Now faith Larry Grogan, with never a brogue on
I’ll skip to thy music with pleasure
So down with the glasses, and haul in our lasses
In dancing we’ll stick to no measure
Well broke Larry Grogan, ’tis time to be jogging
We reel with a motion so weary
For piping and dancing for singing and prancing
Who e’er so a blade like young Larry


Notes

Larry Grogan of Johnstown Castle, County Wexford was known as a ‘gentleman piper’ in the early part of the 18th century. This is a self penned eulogy from about 1730. It evoked a response from his friend Pierce Creagh in ‘The County of Limerick Buck Hunt’.


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Wexford


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