Man for Galway

Lyrics

To drink a toast, a proctor roast
Or bailiff as the case is
To kiss your wife or take your life
At ten or fifteen paces
To keep game cocks, to hunt the fox
To drink in punch the Solway
With debts galore but fun far more
Oh, that’s the man for Galway

The king of Oude is mighty proud
And so was once the Caezars
But ould Giles Eyre would make them stare
If he had them with the Blazers
To the devil I fling oul Ranjit Singh
He’s only a prince in a small way
And knows nothing at all of a six-foot wall
Oh, he’d never do for Galway

Ye think the Blakes are no great shakes
They’re all his blood relations
And the Bodkins sneeze at the grim Chineese
For they come from the Phoenicians
So fill to the brim, and here’s to him
Who’d drink in punch the Solway
With debts galore, but fun far more
Oh, that’s the man for Galway


Notes

Charles Lever


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County

Galway

Song Themes

Sporting occasions

Songwriter