paroles de chanson The Hills of Connemara - EBRI KNIGHT

Gather up the pots and the old tin cans,
The mash and the corn, the barley and the bran.
Run like the devil from the excise man,
Keep the smoke from rising, Barney.
Keep your eyes well peeled today,
The tall tall men are on their way.
Searching for the mountain tay
In the hills of Connemara.
Gather up the pots and the old tin cans,
The mash and the corn, the barley and the bran.
Run like the devil from the excise man,
Keep the smoke from rising, Barney.
Swinging to the left, swinging to the right,
The excise man will dance all night.
Drinkin' up the tay till the broad daylight
In the hills of Connemara.
Gather up the pots and the old tin cans,
The mash and the corn, the barley and the bran.
Run like the devil from the excise man,
Keep the smoke from rising, Barney.