Mr Connaughton my long, though the years have flown the years have gone. Was your wife's Marjorie or Mary? Were you Cork or Tipperary?
Mr when we lived underneath Oh you said it was a lucky man had a gap between his And for a I had a gap too But it closed when my big teeth through. Oh it closed when my big came through.
Mr you seemed to laugh such a lot And that would make us smile too, as as not Did you have a friend who was a Well I'm gonna join the when I'm older.
Well I you paid a fiver for that old motorbike And they said it wouldn't run, but I that it might. I was asleep when it spluttered into life And I my fist and smiled a secret smile of delight Was first name Kevin or Mike?
I when you built us a soap-box cart With the wheels off a pram, and a out in the yard, And you gave us a bit of but we steered it with our feet. Oh boy it was the one on the street, And you said "Jesus, the best one on the street".
I remember when little girl was born You brought her to show us all, And we allowed to kiss her And I she was my sister.
Mr Connaughton, you away With wife and your baby, but we stayed Till finally we got too And I never forget you
Mr Connaughton my memory's long though the years have Though the years gone Was your wife's Marjorie or Mary? Were you Cork or Tipperary?