(Danny Kyle)
That I was there, that I was there
I was proud to tell my friends that I was there
'Twas in the town of Ballyshannon I first ceilidh'd to De Dannan
And the voice of sweet Dolores warmed the air
There I learned of Ireland's history from the singing of 'ould' Christy
I was proud to tell my friends that I was there
When next year I went back I fell in love with Mary Black
As her 'Song For Ireland' nearly curled my hair
Then I joined the clapping hands to the singing of the Sands
I was proud to tell my friends that I was there
I was filled with strong emotion and Paddy Mitchell's potion
Seumas Begley and Steve Cooney took the stage
The yells and screams grew higher when their fingers went on fire
And leppin' up and down was all the rage
Kieran Burke he won the toss, so he followed Kieran Goss
And the Kierans' carin' music we all shared
When Frankie Kennedy led Altan to the fray
I was proud to tell my friends that I was there
Oh the moon was full that night, the Atlantic silvery white
And the dark-eyed lady from Dublin held my hand
From every pub in town the music did resound
I thought I'd died and gone to heaven in Ireland
The Scots in Sweeney's Bar they were shouting, Slainte Mhaith!
And their songs of dear old Glasgow kissed the ear
When from The Blarney Stone came the songs of brave Wolfe Tone
I was proud to tell my friends that I was there
Oh you couldn't get detached from the session in The Patch
And melodeons and people were squeezed in Fergie's Pub
With the fiddler's elbow jiggling and the piper's fingers wiggling
McDonagh's bodhran gave a rub-a-dub-dub
Pourin' from Sean Og's came the imitation Pogues
As the folk from Ballyshannon raised a cheer
So I had a final gargle with Mihael and wee Feargal
I was proud to tell my friends that I was there
Susannes Folksong-Notizen English Notes
