Gaelic Storm

Gaelic Storm - Darcy's Donkey lyrics

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T'was up in the Bluestack mountains, Darcy kept a bit of a still
We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill
"Lose the booze" cried Darcy and before we could reply
He'd dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by

The donkey had a gangly leg, and only one good eye
When he got a lick of the whiskey, he'd swear that he could fly
He rocketed through the roundabout and down by Jamesie's bar
Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra

Here's to you, to me and one and all
To the garda and the gargle and the trophy on the wall
Here's to you, to me and one and all
The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal

The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit
For fear they'd spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot
We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time
To place our bets before the lot of 'em reached the starting line

The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind
He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn't mind
He had himself another sip, and a second one as well
Then he bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell

Here's to you, to me and one and all
To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall
Here's to you, to me and one and all
The day that Darcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal

Well, the donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead
He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead
We went to check the bets and found when everything was done
The garda came in second and paid 35 to one!

So we dragged the donkey's carcass down to Jamesie's for a pint
To drink up all our winnings and to celebrate the night
We missed the poor old donkey, but still we had to laugh
When Jamesie made a trophy of the donkey's better half

So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere
Everybody raise a glass to Darcy's ass! Darcy's ass!
Everybody raise a glass to Darcy's ass! Darcy's ass!

Here's to you, to me and one and all
To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall
Here's to you, to me and one and all
The day that Darcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
The day that Darcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
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Author: Patrick Murphy, Stephen Wehmeyer, Steve Twigger

Composer: Gaelic Storm

Publisher: Lost Again Records

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Released in: 2008

Language: English

Appearing on: Full Irish: The Best Of Gaelic Storm 2004 - 2014 (2014)

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