School: Stonetown, Louth (roll number 16431)

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1. Paddy Got Up to the Ganger (continued)

   

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   (Spoken)
   "What will I do?" says Paddy, "how can I go home to Judy and the childre, and hasn't a drop for them?"
   But he knew well how it would turn out, so he went on singing -

   Chorus

   "So your honour has seized on my keg
   I'm an elf if I carry it myself,
   As I haven't got on a dry rag,
   If you please, sir, you'll carry it yourself."
   Says the gauger: "Then with it I'll trudge
   And punish each smuggling vag."
   And his labour he never did grudge.
   But instantly carried the keg.

   Chorus

   Oh, the gauger, as fat as an ox,
   The sweat down his body did run,
   He looked like young Billy Bacchus,
   Liked Bacchus he carried the ton.
   Pat seemed in a terrible hurry -
   He walked as if 'twas what he meant -
   'Twas in order to knock out the gauger.

   Chorus.

   Now the Custom House in the next town
   It being three furlongs or more,
   Says Pat: "You may lave your load down,
   For here is my cabin door."
   Says the gauger: "I know what you mane,

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Pat Murphy

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Stonetown Lower, Co. Louth