Lyrics
- You may talk of Clara Nolan's Ball or anything you choose,
- But it couldn't hold a snuffbox to the spree at Kelligrews;
- If you want your eyeballs straightened just come out next week with me,
- You'll have to wear your glasses at the Kelligrews Soiree.
- There was birch rind, tar twine, cherry wine and turpentine,
- Jowls and cavalances, ginger beer and tea;
- Pig's feet, cat's meat, dumplings boiled up in a sheet,
- Dandelion and crackie's teeth at the Kelligrews Soiree.
- Oh, I borrowed Cluney's beaver as I squared my yards to sail,
- And a swallow tail from Hogan that was foxy on the tail;
- Billy Cuddahie's old working pants and Patsy Nolan's shoes,
- And an old white vest from Fogarty to sport at Kelligrews.
- There was Dan Milley, Joe Lilly, Tantan and Mrs. Tilley,
- Dancing like a little filly, 'twould raise your heart to see;
- Jim Brine, Dan Ryan, Flipper Smith and Caroline,
- I tell you, boys, we had a time at the Kelligrews Soiree.
- Oh, when I arrived at Betsy Snook's that night at half past eight,
- The place was blocked with carriages stood waiting at the gate;
- With Cluney's funnel upon my pate, the first words Betsy said,
- "Here comes the local preacher with the pulpit on his head".
- There was Bill Mews, Dan Hughes, Wilson, Taft and Teddy Roose,
- While Bryant, he sat in the blues and looking hard at me;
- Jim Fling, Tom King, Johnson, champion of the ring,
- And all the boxers I could bring to the Kelligrews Soiree.
- "The Saratoga Lancers first," Miss Betsy kindly said,
- I danced with Nancy Cronin and her Granny on the Head;
- And Hogan danced with Betsy, well you should have seen his shoes,
- As he lashed the muskets from the rack that night at Kelligrews.
- There was boiled guineas, cold guineas, bullock's heads and piccaninnies,
- Everything to catch the pennies you'd break your sides to see;
- Boiled duff, cold duff, apple jam was in a cuff,
- I tell you, boys, we had enough at the Kelligrews Soiree.
- Crooked Flavin struck the fiddler and a hand I then took in,
- You should see George Cluney's beaver and it flattened to the rim;
- And Hogan's coat was like a vest, the tails were gone you see,
- Says I, "The Devil haul ye and your Kelligrews Soiree".
- There was birch rind, tar twine, cherry wine and turpentine,
- Jowls and cavalances, ginger beer and tea;
- Pig's feet, cat's meat, dumplings boiled up in a sheet,
- Dandelion and crackie's teeth at the Kelligrews Soiree.
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