Key: F
Introduction:
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verse 1
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T'was up in the Bluestack mountains, D'arcy kept a bit of a still
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We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill
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"Lose the booze" cried D'arcy and before we could reply,
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He'd dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by.
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The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye.
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When he got a lick of the whiskey, he'd swear that he could fly
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He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by Jamesie's bar,
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Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra
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Here's to you, to me and one and all
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To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall
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Here's to you, to me and one and all
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The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
Fiddle fill
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verse 2
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The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit,
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For fear they'd spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot
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We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time,
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To place our bets before the lot of 'em reached the starting line.
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The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind
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He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn't mind
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He had himself another sip, and a second one as well,
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Then he bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell.
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Here's to you, to me and one and all
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To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall
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Here's to you, to me and one and all
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The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
Fiddle Interlude
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verse 3
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The donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead
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He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead
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We went to check the bets and found when everything was done
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The garda came in second and paid 35 to one!
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So we dragged the donkey's carcass down to Jamesie's for a pint
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To drink up all our winnings, and to celebrate the night
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We missed the poor old donkey, but still we had to laugh
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When Jamesie made a trophy of the donkey's better half
Pre-Chorus
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So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere
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Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass!
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Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass!
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Here's to you, to me and one and all
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To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall
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Here's to you, to me and one and all
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The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
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The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal