Family Rankin - Mull River Shuffle Lyrics

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Picture this...

Its fifty years ago on a small country farm

Johnny McMasters Place

And its Friday Night

You've just finished ten hot days of back breakin labor

And the hay...the hay is finallyin

You're sitting around the kitchen table

Under the dim light of the carosine lantern

Everyone is laughing and joking and telling stories...

About their neighbors

You're half way through a bottle of....Moon Shine

And You're gettin aaalllllll fired up....for the dance

Ladies and Gentlemen...I give you the Mull River Shuffle

Here comes Mister MacNeil

The fine shape that he is in

There is no telling which way he'll feel

After his twister around the bend

Raisin' the jar an raisin' hell

There's plenty of stories that they will tell

Some were born of true detail

Some were purely fiction

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Look up yonder it's old MacPhee

He's having a few he can hardly see

Wrapped his buggy around a tree

Someone would call the Mounties

Raisin't the jar and raisin' hell

There's plenty of stories that they will tell

Some were born of true detail

Some were purely fiction

Ups you'll find young cameron

Of full the debts and a fearful hammerin

He'll be stutterin and stammerin

And there'll be hell today come saturday

Raisin the jar and raisin hell

Theres plenty of stories that they will tell

Some were born of true detail

And some were purely fiction

There they write

By the light

Burning bright

Everynight

Waiting for the fish to bite

Along the shores of Cocomaugh

Raisin the jar and raisin hell

Theres plenty of stories that they will tell

Some were born of true detail

And some were purely fiction

There they stand by the door

Selling bush by the score

Asking you to buy some more

Along the shores of 'Cocomagh

Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell

There's plenty of stories that they will tell

Some are born of true detail

Some are purely fiction

I'll go home, I'll go home

Full of the devil and full of the rum

I'll go home, I'll go home

We'll all go home in the morning(reapeat X5)

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