Monthly Archives: March 2011

March 17, 2011

Gang,

I’m not sure if the Muse is having a laugh at my expense, but another silly song seems to have slipped out – this just in time for St. Paddy’s Day. (This may have been occasioned by my recent discovery that I have a bit of Irish in my genome.) I don’t have music for it yet, but thought you might enjoy the lyrics. They should be recited in your best approximation of a brogue, with a bouncy rhythm, whilst waving around a pint of stout.

Come see me if you can at one of the shows coming up – Thursday 3/24 Roanoke, VA (Sanctuary); Friday, 3/25 Annapolis, MD (Ram’s Head); Saturday 3/26 Alexandria, VA (Birchmere); Sunday 3/27 Wilmington, DE (the Grand) – links to the venues are below.

THE IRISH PIG
©2010 Tom Rush

Hey, the pig got into the garden–o
He’s eatin’ up all the potatoes.
Grab a shovel and grab a hoe,
Grab your partner and off we go!

Well, it’s ‘cross the garden and up the row,
And out the gate and down the road,
Keep on me lads, don’t give him slack,
Gents step forward, the ladies fall back.

Around the town it’s a merry chase,
Down to the Square, all over the place,
He ran into the pub, the Thistle and Top,
Up to the bar and there he stopped.

He ordered a pint and stood us a round,
And that is when the chase wound down.
So bow to your partner and straighten your wig,
And raise your glass and toast the pig.

And I’ll tell you what, this pig is smart,
He beat us all at a game of darts.
He can play the whistle and dance a jig,
‘cause, don’t you know, he’s an Irish pig!

Now it’s closing time and it’s time to pay,
But this little piggie he’s slipped away,
So ‘round and ‘round and ‘round we go,
The pig’s gone back to the garden-o!

And don’t drink too much of that green beer!

All the best,

Tom Rush

Quote of the month: “We have always found the Irish a bit odd. They refuse to be English.”
Winston Churchill