The Pub Singer

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“The Pub Singer ”

By Paul McCann

All the boys from the rail always drink in Moss Vale,

in this pub where singing’s not allowed .

Then this man at the bar sang Whiskey In The Jar

a good singer called Mr O’Dowd .

Someone started to shout and then a fight broke out.  

“A little bit of order.”

they said .

The singer kept singing as fists were a flinging,

and out the door the publican fled . 

Then this straight talking man lifted up his right hand

and said ,

“ How can we stop from singing .“

He was big as a bull and was nobody’s fool

So everyone just  started singing.

“Sure ring dee me doo dar , there’s whiskey in the jar  .

and not one dared say it was too loud .

A known street walking man was unable to stand

screamed out ,

 “Three cheers for Mr O’Dowd .“ .

So as good as his word , no one dared to disturb ,  

Mr O’Dowd as he sang that day .

The publican moved out and they all ordered stout ,

in that pub where music's  there to stay .

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