The man of the house lives beyond the green mountain, correct? I told him to go to the devil and shake himself but he just started swinging on the gate and then took the tinker's daughter to see the flowers of the burren.
The tinker´s daughter´s name was Kitty, and after she´d seen the flowers of the burren, she decided to take a few rambles and headed off in the direction of the fair.
On the way, she got a clinking. She didn´t remember much about it and when her friends asked her to tell them about last night´s fun, she could only remember telling the bucks of oranmore "Touch me if you dare!"
It´s not clear if this was an invitation or a threat.
Ah but I was the lucky one as I got her to lie over next to the wall. Then we went for a walk down by the laurel tree amid the green groves where the birds were sweetly singing the music in the glen.
We were in Fermoy at the time and the lasses were having sport with some lads of Laois who were mere boys out rambling for pleasure. It turned out they were sailor boys who were just heading out on the ocean as they were off to California on the next morning tide.
The Maid behind the bar told me last night
The Maid behind the bar told me last night
But my lips are sealed. Keep it under your hat !
# Posted on April 1st 2006 by Strathfoyle
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I might add..... she said "beware of earthquakes" Shakey eggs ?
I'm bamboozled.
# Posted on April 1st 2006 by Strathfoyle
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i hope she didnt mention anything about the time i threatened to smash the windows!
# Posted on April 1st 2006 by flanum
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she also advised dont ever ever wipe yer butt with a broken bottle,
# Posted on April 1st 2006 by Ripthecalico
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That is superglue, not lipstick, Strathfoyle.
# Posted on April 1st 2006 by geoffwright
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I think she is the wife of a Quaker. Can't tell you what happened next.
# Posted on April 1st 2006 by feardearg
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Was Last Night Fun?
# Posted on April 1st 2006 by Why Bother?
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Move back to Derry - there's loads of sessions - just what you are looking for.
# Posted on April 1st 2006 by Newty
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With Polkas, and all!
# Posted on April 2nd 2006 by jtrout
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Is it hard to find sessions in derry because of the foggy dew?
# Posted on April 2nd 2006 by feardearg
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Watch out for the man of the house - he's a teetotaller and an eavesdropper.
# Posted on April 2nd 2006 by geoffwright
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But boy oh boy does he have a choice wife!
# Posted on April 3rd 2006 by wormdiet
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The man of the house lives beyond the green mountain, correct? I told him to go to the devil and shake himself but he just started swinging on the gate and then took the tinker's daughter to see the flowers of the burren.
^Sorry, got ahead of myself there!
# Posted on April 4th 2006 by 52Paddy
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The tinker´s daughter´s name was Kitty, and after she´d seen the flowers of the burren, she decided to take a few rambles and headed off in the direction of the fair.
On the way, she got a clinking. She didn´t remember much about it and when her friends asked her to tell them about last night´s fun, she could only remember telling the bucks of oranmore "Touch me if you dare!"
It´s not clear if this was an invitation or a threat.
# Posted on April 4th 2006 by murfbox
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Ah but I was the lucky one as I got her to lie over next to the wall. Then we went for a walk down by the laurel tree amid the green groves where the birds were sweetly singing the music in the glen.
We were in Fermoy at the time and the lasses were having sport with some lads of Laois who were mere boys out rambling for pleasure. It turned out they were sailor boys who were just heading out on the ocean as they were off to California on the next morning tide.
So I bid them farwell to Erin....................
# Posted on April 4th 2006 by breandan