What's The Rumpus?
Release date: 7/8/2008
Track Listing: Darcy's Donkey
I came home late on a Sunday, and the house was a screaming zoo
I couldn’t tell if it was a party or a full on wrecking crew
there were barrels of Booze in my bathroom, Bodies all over my floor
they charging me a cover at my own front door!
When the whole thing’s over, there’s gonna be hell to pay,
But when its upside, downside, inside out, what else can you say?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Cad e an sceil a buachail? What’s the Rumpus?
A pack of Peruvian peddlers, were giving Guinness to their
llamas
One came out of my bedroom, wearing my best pajamas,
Half a dozen Hungarian dancers doing Hornpipes on the bar
Something running in the kitchen, It might have been my car
You know when the whole thing’s over, there’s gonna be hell to
pay,
But when its upside, downside inside out, what else can you say?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Cad e an sceil a buachail? What’s the Rumpus?
Walshie’s waltzing with a tree, pete and podge were on their
backs
Drunken Monkey's drinking draino and the guarda's in the jacks
people hanging out my windows, and bowling down my hall
Mad Music loud enough to shake the shingles off the wall.
You know when the whole thing’s over, there’s gonna be hell to
pay,
But when its upside, downside inside out, what else can you say?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Cad e an sceil a buachail? What’s the Rumpus?
(Dm) A hundred days at sea, A retch
away from misery
(G) Rummies and rats and tarry jacks my only family (break)
The island of salvation Is still a scream a way
As the lungs of the night Blow out the light my heart kneels Down to pray
(strait into chorus)
Lord why did you take her She meant so much to me
Now I’m a wretched soul on a privateer Drowning out at sea
I’m killing and I’m drinking My blue heart to black
But I swear oh lord I’ll never sin again If you bring her back
Gypsy was a siren, Dripping with desire
Her moonless hair and skin so fair as warm as frozen fire
She had the loyalty of a cat, behind those pale green eyes
through her cherry lips, the devil slipped, a thousand lies
A clan of rogues and vagabonds, occupied her head
That thieving band took her pale white hand and stole her from my bed
And like a ghost ship in the night, She drifted out once more
To land upon the sand of another lover’s shore
Lord why did you take her She meant so
much to me
Now I’m a wretched soul on a privateer Drowning out at sea
I’m killing and I’m drinking My blue heart to black
But I swear oh lord I’ll never sin again If you bring her back
In my sleeping mind she sings a sad
and lonely lullabye
When I wake there’s just the ache it will haunt me till I die
When those winds of vanity no longer blow her west
I pray they’ll guide her home (across the foam) and put my heart to rest
Press gang filled this Man-o-War To make the black mouthed cannon roar
Now all my trade is ball and blade, and blood forever more
And the sting of salt and spray, the ocean’s howl and squall
A stumbling wreck, I roam the deck, at the devil’s beck and call at the
devil’s beck and call
Lord why did you take her She meant so
much to me
Now I’m a wretched soul on a privateer Drowning out at sea
I’m killing and I’m drinking My blue heart to black
But I swear oh lord I’ll never sin again If you bring her back
Twas up the Bluestack
mountains, D’arcy kept a bit of a still
We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill
“Lose the booze” cried D’arcy! And before we could reply,
He’d poured it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by.
The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye.
When he got a lick of the whiskey, well you’d swear that he could fly
He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by jamsie’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 gardai 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 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 D’arcy’s drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
The donkey past the
post about a lap or two ahead
He finished off the whiskey and 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 jamesies 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 that famous derriere
Everybody raise a glass to D’arcy’s ass! D’arcy’s ass!
CHORUS
Release date: 7/8/2008
Track Listing: Darcy's Donkey
I came home late on a Sunday, and the house was a screaming zoo
I couldn’t tell if it was a party or a full on wrecking crew
there were barrels of Booze in my bathroom, Bodies all over my floor
they charging me a cover at my own front door!
When the whole thing’s over, there’s gonna be hell to pay,
But when its upside, downside, inside out, what else can you say?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Cad e an sceil a buachail? What’s the Rumpus?
A pack of Peruvian peddlers, were giving Guinness to their
llamas
One came out of my bedroom, wearing my best pajamas,
Half a dozen Hungarian dancers doing Hornpipes on the bar
Something running in the kitchen, It might have been my car
You know when the whole thing’s over, there’s gonna be hell to
pay,
But when its upside, downside inside out, what else can you say?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Cad e an sceil a buachail? What’s the Rumpus?
Walshie’s waltzing with a tree, pete and podge were on their
backs
Drunken Monkey's drinking draino and the guarda's in the jacks
people hanging out my windows, and bowling down my hall
Mad Music loud enough to shake the shingles off the wall.
You know when the whole thing’s over, there’s gonna be hell to
pay,
But when its upside, downside inside out, what else can you say?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Hey Pah da-da-da-da yah hah hey What’s the Rumpus ?
Cad e an sceil a buachail? What’s the Rumpus?
(Dm) A hundred days at sea, A retch
away from misery
(G) Rummies and rats and tarry jacks my only family (break)
The island of salvation Is still a scream a way
As the lungs of the night Blow out the light my heart kneels Down to pray
(strait into chorus)
Lord why did you take her She meant so much to me
Now I’m a wretched soul on a privateer Drowning out at sea
I’m killing and I’m drinking My blue heart to black
But I swear oh lord I’ll never sin again If you bring her back
Gypsy was a siren, Dripping with desire
Her moonless hair and skin so fair as warm as frozen fire
She had the loyalty of a cat, behind those pale green eyes
through her cherry lips, the devil slipped, a thousand lies
A clan of rogues and vagabonds, occupied her head
That thieving band took her pale white hand and stole her from my bed
And like a ghost ship in the night, She drifted out once more
To land upon the sand of another lover’s shore
Lord why did you take her She meant so
much to me
Now I’m a wretched soul on a privateer Drowning out at sea
I’m killing and I’m drinking My blue heart to black
But I swear oh lord I’ll never sin again If you bring her back
In my sleeping mind she sings a sad
and lonely lullabye
When I wake there’s just the ache it will haunt me till I die
When those winds of vanity no longer blow her west
I pray they’ll guide her home (across the foam) and put my heart to rest
Press gang filled this Man-o-War To make the black mouthed cannon roar
Now all my trade is ball and blade, and blood forever more
And the sting of salt and spray, the ocean’s howl and squall
A stumbling wreck, I roam the deck, at the devil’s beck and call at the
devil’s beck and call
Lord why did you take her She meant so
much to me
Now I’m a wretched soul on a privateer Drowning out at sea
I’m killing and I’m drinking My blue heart to black
But I swear oh lord I’ll never sin again If you bring her back
Twas up the Bluestack
mountains, D’arcy kept a bit of a still
We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill
“Lose the booze” cried D’arcy! And before we could reply,
He’d poured it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by.
The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye.
When he got a lick of the whiskey, well you’d swear that he could fly
He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by jamsie’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 gardai 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 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 D’arcy’s drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
The donkey past the
post about a lap or two ahead
He finished off the whiskey and 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 jamesies 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 that famous derriere
Everybody raise a glass to D’arcy’s ass! D’arcy’s ass!
CHORUS
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