Pat of Mullingar
Lyrics
They may talk of Flying Childers and the speed of Harkaway
Till the fancy, it bewilders as you list to what they say
But for real bone and beauty, though to travel near and far
The fastest mare you’ll find belongs to Pat of Mullingar
She can trot along, jog along, drag a jaunting car
No day’s so long when you set along with Pat of Mullingar
She was bred in Connemara and brought up in Castlemaine
She won cups at the Curragh, the finest beast on all the plain
All the countries and conveyances, she has been buckled to
She lost an eye at Limerick and an ear at Waterloo
She can trot along, jog along, drag a jaunting car
No day’s so long when you set along with Pat of Mullingar
If a friend you wish to find, sir, I’ll go wherever you want
I’ll drive you out of your mind, sir, or a little way beyond
Like an arrow through the air, if you’ll step upon the car
You’ll ride behind the little mare of Pat of Mullingar
She can trot along, jog along, drag a jaunting car
No day’s so long when you set along with Pat of Mullingar
To Dallymount or Kingstown, if the place you wish to see
I’ll drive you to the Strawberry beds, it’s all the same to me
To Donnybrook, whose ancient air is famed for love or war
Or if you have time to spare, we’ll go to Mullingar
She can trot along, jog along, drag a jaunting car
No day’s so long when you set along with Pat of Mullingar
When on the road we’re going, the other car-men try
Without the darling knowing, to pass her on the sly
Her one ear points up to the sky, she tucks her haunches in
Then shows the lads how she can fly as I sit still and grin
She can trot along, jog along, drag a jaunting car
No day’s so long when you set along with Pat of Mullingar
Then should you want a car, sirs, I hope you’ll not forget
Poor Pat of Mullingar, sirs, and his darling little pet
She’s as gentle as the dove, sirs, her speed you can’t deny
And there’s no blind side about her tho’ she hasn’t got an eye
She can trot along, jog along, drag a jaunting car
No day’s so long when you set along with Pat of Mullingar
