Me and Dirk took a little trip 
Across the sea on a big air ship 
Riley Baugus came along 
Helped us play our banjo songs 
Prettiest place that I've ever seen 
Entirely covered in emerald green 

Chorus: Ate a lotta hog 
Drank a lotta grog 
Stepped in a bog 
Came back in a fog 


Place over there called Crosses of Annagh 
West Clare's answer to the Copa Caabana 
Mairtin and Danny, Siobhan and Ciaran 
Reelin in the front room, Dermy was steerin 
Three in the mornin, our welcome was shot 
We moved the session to the parkin lot 

Half an hour later, nature was callin 
Got to the point where there's no more stallin 
Dirk climbed up on a three foot wall 
We all cried No! as he started to fall 
Up to his thighs in a soggy ooze 
Peein as the water filled up his shoes 

Five in the mornin, sun comin up 
Playin more tunes, we were in our cups 
Up on a trailer dancin the tango 
Three steps, boom, it's a fine fandango 
A little while later, sun gettin higher 
We rolled Harry Bradley in a tractor tire