Young Kenny and Colley and ould Martin Quinn
Made up together to smuggle the tin
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan
Right toorin-anay
Well they walked all the day boys till the heels they grew raw
They hadn't the comfort of lying in the straw
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan
Right toorin-anay
"I'll yoke her", says Colley "I'm wise to her tricks"
But the more that he yoked her, the more the mare kicked
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan
Right toorin-anay
"I once had a Piebald all covered in spots
And many the fiver she won in her trots"
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan
Right toorin-anay
Up comes an ould sergeant with a laugh and a grin
"I'll punch ye in jail boys for smuggling the tin"
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan
Right toorin-anay
Up jumps the ould sergeant with a laugh and a smile
"I'll punch ye in jail boys for smuggling a while"
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan
Right toorin-anay
Well up jumps young Colley for to make this excuse
"If you'll let us all be sir, it's home we will scoot"
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan
Right toorin-anay
We made our way home and we blessed our own faith
"To hell with the border, we're in the Free State"
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan
Right toorin-anay
Outro
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