Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan

"Will ye go to the Waxies dargle?"


Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan,

"I haven't got a farthing.

I went up to Monto town

To see Uncle McArdle

But he wouldn't give me a half a crown

For to go to the Waxies dargle."



What will ya have?!

I'll have a pint!

I'll have a pint with you, Sir!

And if one of ya' doesn't order soon

We'll be chucked out of the boozer!



Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan

"Will ye go to the Galway races?"

Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan,

"I'll hawk me aul' man's braces.

I went up to Capel Street

To the Jewish moneylenders

But he wouldn't give me a couple of bob

For the aul' man's red suspenders."



Chorus



Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan

"We got no beef or mutton

If we went up to Monto town

We might get a drink for nuttin'"

Here's a nice piece of advice

I got from an aul' fishmonger:

"When food is scarce and you see the hearse

You'll know you have died of hunger."



Chorus (x2)

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