The Dubliners - Reels: Waterfor Boys / The Humous Of Scariff / The Flannel Jacket lyrics

For Fun and Diversion we have met together
I tell you from Waterford hither we came
We crossed the Big Ocean
In dark stormy weather
Our pockets were light and our
Hearts were the same
Sad at leaving Old Ireland we're
Once more on dry land
By the roadside a tavern I
Chanced for to spy
And as I was melting my pockets I felt in
For the price of a drink I was mortally dry
For we are the boys of
Such Fun and such Eloquence
Drinking and Dancing and all other Joys
For Ructions Destructions Diversions
An Devilment
Who's to compare with The Waterford Boys
In the tavern I rolled in
The landlord he strolled
And good morrow says he and
Says I if you please
Will you give me a bed and
Then bring me some bread
And a bottle of porter and
A small piece of cheese
My bread and cheese ended
I then condescended, to take my repose sure
I bade them good-night
When under the clothes I was trying to doze
First I stuck in my toes and
Then popped out the light
Well I wasn't long sleeping when
I heard something creeping
And gnawing and chawing around the bed post
My breath I suspended but
The noise never ended
Thinks I you have damnable claws for a ghost
Now to make myself easy for
I felt rather lazy
Well over my head I again pulled the clothes
When "Moses what's that, sure a
Great big jack rat
With one leap from the floor jumped
Right up to my nose"
Well I reached for a hobnail
And made him a bobtail
And wrestled with rats to the
Clear light of day
When the landlord came in and
He said with a grin
For your supper and bed you've
Five shillings to pay
"Five shillings for what, now
Don't be disgracing yourself
Says I to the rogue if you please
When I can't sleep with these rats you've
The devil's own face on you
To charge me five shillings for
Dry bread and cheese "
Oh the landlord went raring
And lifting and tearing
He jumped through the window and
He kicked in the door
When he could go no further he roared
"meela murder these rats they are eating me
Up by the store
Sure they sleep in my stable
They eat from my table
They've wrestled my dogs and they've
Killed all my cats, "
"Truth then, " says I, "just
Give me those five shillings
And I'll tell you a way to
Get rid of the rats"
"I will then, " said he
"we'll invite them to supper
And dry bread and cheese lay
Before them for sure
Never mind if they're willing, but
Charge them five shilling
And devil the rat will you ever see more