The Dubliners - Danny Farrell lyrics

I knew Danny Farrell when his
Football was a can in his hand me down's and
Wellers and sandwiches of grand
But now this pave ment pesent
Is a full grown bitter man
With all his trials and troubles
 of hes travelling people's clan

He's a looser a boozer, me and you user
A rater a traitor, peoples police hater
So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier
Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man

I knew Danny Farrell when he
Joined the national school
He was lousy at the gaelic
Called him amadan and fool
He was briliant at the toss school
Or traiding objects in the pown
By the time he was an adult
All his charming ways were gone

He's a looser a boozer, me and you user
A rater a traitor, peoples police hater
So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier
Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man

I knew Danny Farrell when he
Queued up for the dole
And he tried to hide his loss of pride
That eats away the soul
Mending pots and kettles
Is a trade lost in the past
Theres no hand out's here for tinkeres
Was the answer when he asked

He's a looser a boozer, me and you user
A rater a traitor, peoples police hater
So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier
Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man

I still know Danny Farrell
Saw him just there yesterday
Drinking methylated spirit's
With some winos on the quay
Now he's fourty going on eighty
With his eyes of hope bereft
And he told me this for certain
Theres not many of us left

He's a looser a boozer, me and you user
A rater a traitor, peoples police hater
So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier
Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man