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- My name is Thomas Kenny
A man, who was ne'er afraid,
I crossed the seas to Italy
And fought in the Pope's Brigade.
And now I have come home again,
To spend a jolly life.
But to my grief, I'm pestered
By Mick Kelly and his wife.II
As I roved up through Spittle
Twas on a November day,
I met with Ali Cahill,
Who, these words, to me, did say,
Begone, begone, you horrid man,
Why did you treat me so,
You composed a song about my cat,
In the Paddock field below.III
Ah no, my honest woman,
I did nothing of the kind
But as you have irritated me
I'll let you know my mind,
I composed a song about your cat,
In the Paddock Field so green
The river bounds it on the south
All down by the Báintín.(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.