Andy M. Stewart - Dinny The Piper / Amhran Na Tae (Song Of The Tea) Lyrics

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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 thru 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!

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Ah then denny did run for fear of bein' hung

Til 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 from the hessian!

And the legs for the law he just left in the straw

And he slipped home with his new possessions!

Now breakfast bein' done tim sent his young son

To get denny up like a lamplighter

And the legs there he saw; he flew up like a jackdaw!

And said "daddy the cow's et the piper!"

Ah bad luck to that beast she's no musical taste!

To eat such a jolly old chanter!

Ah faugh! we'll evict! take a lump of a stick!

Drive her off down the road and we'll canter!

Well the neighbors were called mrs. kennedy bawled

She began for to humbug and jiper

And in sorrow they met and their whistles they wet

And like devils lamented the piper!

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Denny the piper (cont.)

And the cow she was drove a mile or two off

And they came to a fair at killaley.

And there she was sold for four guineas of gold

To the clerk of the parish john daley.

And they went to the tent where the pennies were spent

Tim bein' a jolly old swiper

And who should be there playin' the rakes of killdare

Just your bold denny burns the piper!

Ah then tim give a jolt like a half-drunken colt

And he stares at the piper like a gammick!

I thought by the powers for the last sev'ral hours

You were playin' in the old cow's stomach!

Well when denny observed that the hessian's been served

Began just to humbug and jiper

Oh in grandeur they met and their whistles they wet

And like devils they danced round the piper!

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