Squeezebox in Mullingar Town

Lyrics

In Mullingar Town with the sun shining down
At the fleadhs and the feis’s and the fairs
At the weddings and wakes, and the sports by the lakes
I played tunes ‘til the dawn of the day
And by the auld Dublin Bridge, I played reels and slip jigs
As me fingers, they danced up and down
Now, I long for the day when again, I would play
The old squeezebox from Mullingar Town

I remember the day when I earned my first pay
I went off to the second hand shop
I paid ten shillings down, and each week half a crown
‘til I paid for me red button box
And I practiced each day ‘til I learned how to play
‘til me fingers could dance up and down
In my little bedroom, I learned my first tune
On me squeezebox in Mullingar Town

Each year on the day, I went off to play
With the feis at the grand County Hall
And feeling right proud, with a mighty fine crowd
Of three hundred and fifty in all
Step dancers, galore, who could burn up the floor
Fine musicians made beautiful sounds
But they all came to see young Dolan and me
On me squeezebox in Mullingar Town

By the old Market Square, my place I’d take there
With the chimes of the Bell Tower clock
Where I’d lay down me cap, and button me strap
And I’d tune and shine up me box
‘Ah, you’re a fine decent man’ and ‘God bless you, Madame’
Sure some days, I’d near make a pound
In the shade of the wall, next to the second hand stall
On me squeezebox in Mullingar Town

Now, me suit is well-pressed and I’ll be well-dressed
For I’m going back home there again
And I’ll catch a fast plane, take the Mullingar train
For I miss all my family and friends
Now, I bet all the boys have children and wives
Sure, it’s near time that I settled down
And, I’ll be back to stay, forever to play
Me old squeezebox from Mullingar Town

In Mullingar Town, with the sun shining down
At the fleadhs and the feis’s and the fairs
At the weddings and wakes, and the sports by the lakes
I’ll play tunes ‘til the dawn of the day
And by the auld Dublin Bridge, I’ll play reels and slip jigs
And me fingers will dance up and down
I’ll be back home to stay, forever to play
The old squeezebox from Mullingar Town


Notes

Written by T. Coleman and O. Kennedy


Song Clip


County

Westmeath


Songwriter