Well it seems when he came over

Things were fairly looking up

Played full-forward for Mountbellow

When they won the county cup

Young Barret's gone to Boston

So he has to play in goal

The pied piper's come to Ireland

And he's living on the dole



You can stroll through Cong or Ballinrobe

You can walk the streets of Tuam

Thumb out as far as Headford

On returning pass through Shrule

You won't see many young ones

No matter where you roam

The pied piper's come to Ireland

And he's living on the dole



The pied piper's come to Ireland

And he's living on the dole

Played in Spiddal with the Waterboys

now he loves rock and roll



Now there's just a pile of rubble

Where the workers used to be

Just a stone's throw from the banks

Through which the ould Clare river flows

When the people hear his haunting tune

They pack and leave their homes

The fear of revolution

The pied piper gets the dole



I hear they're raising money

Abroad in New York town

It's not for guns or bombs this time

But to turn the tables round

One last job for the piper

And they'll pay one great amount

To drive them all into the sea

That gang in Leinster House



Copyright: L.Moran/D.Carton