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Eugene O\'Connell

Gombeen

Gombeen

Gombeen

Be honest, would you trust a man
Who’d sell his youthful years for gain,
Because you like the smell of fat
Why skin your donkey just for that.

Who weds an auld wan just for dough
Makes one grand splurge then oh no,
Because you like the smell of fat
Why skin your donkey just for that.

No out clause in his pre-nup contract
‘Your man’ is beggared if he default,
Because you like the smell of fat
Why skin your donkey just for that.

Nothing in his life but woe, Bog Latin,
With his ‘God incrase ye sir’ and ‘gratis’.
Eugene O\'Connell

Eugene O\'Connell

(Ierland, 1951)

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Gombeen

Be honest, would you trust a man
Who’d sell his youthful years for gain,
Because you like the smell of fat
Why skin your donkey just for that.

Who weds an auld wan just for dough
Makes one grand splurge then oh no,
Because you like the smell of fat
Why skin your donkey just for that.

No out clause in his pre-nup contract
‘Your man’ is beggared if he default,
Because you like the smell of fat
Why skin your donkey just for that.

Nothing in his life but woe, Bog Latin,
With his ‘God incrase ye sir’ and ‘gratis’.

Gombeen

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