| lyric | 1. In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lanigan
batered away till he hadn’t a pound,
His father he died and made him a man again
left him a farm and ten acres of ground,
He gave a grand party to friends and relations.
Who dod not forget him when come to the wall,
If you but llisten, I’ll make your eyes glisten
at the rows and ructions of Lanigan’s ball.
Chorus:
Six long months I spent in Dublin,
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin,
learning to dance for Lanigan’s ball.
I stepped out, I stepped again,
I stepped in again, I stepped out,
and I stepped in again,
leaerning to dance for Lanigan’s ball.
2. Myself to be sure got free invitations,
For all the nice girls and boys I might ask.
And just in a minute both friends and relations
Were dancing as merry as bees round acask.
There was lashin'gs of punch and wine for the ladies,
Potatoes and cakes, there was bacon and tea,
There were the Nolans, the Dolans, O’Gradys,
Courting the girls and dancing away.
3. They were doing all kinds of nonsensical polkas,
All round the room in a Whirligig,
But Julia ""and I soon banished their nonsense
And tipped them atwist of areal Irish jig.
Oh, how that girl got mad on me,
And danced till you‘d think the ceilings would fall,
For I spent three weeks at Brooks Academy
Learning to dance for Lanigan’s Ball.
Repeat chorus but add .'
I stepped out, Istepped in again,
I stepped in again and I stepped out again,
I stepped out, I stepped in again,
Learning to dance for Lanigan’s Ball.
4. The boys were as merry, the girls all hearty,
Dancing away in couples and groups,
Till an accident happened; young Terence Mc Carthy,
He put his right leg through Miss Finnerty’s hoops.
The creature she fainted and cried ‘Meelia, murther’
Called for her brothers and gathered them all,
Carmody swore that he’d go no further,
Till he’d have satisfaction at Lanigan’s Ball.
5. In the midst of the row, Miss Kerrigan fainted,
Her cheeks at the same time as red as arose,
Some of the boys decried she was painted
She took a small drop too much, I suppose.
Her sweetheart Ned Morgan, so powerful and able,
When he saw his fair colleen stretched by the wall,
He tore the left leg from under the table
And smashed all the dishes at Lanigan’s Ball.
6. Boys, oh boys ’tis then there was ructions
Myself got a kick from big Phelim Mc Hugh,
But soon I replied to his kind introduction
And kicked up aterrible hullabaloo.
Ould Casey, the piper, was near being strangled,
They squeezed up his pipes, bellows, chanters and all.
The girls in their ribbons they all got entangled,
And that put an end to Lanigan’s Ball. |