Mr Connaughton my memory's long, though the years flown the years have gone. Was your wife's Marjorie or Mary? you from Cork or Tipperary?
Mr Connaughton we lived underneath Oh you it was a lucky man had a gap between his teeth And for a I had a gap too But it closed my big teeth came through. Oh it closed when my big came through.
Mr you seemed to laugh such a lot And that would us smile too, as often as not Did you a friend who was a soldier? Well I'm gonna the army when I'm older.
I know you paid a fiver for that old motorbike And they said it run, but I thought that it might. I was asleep when it spluttered into life And I clenched my fist and a secret smile of delight Was your name Kevin or Mike?
I remember you built us a soap-box cart the wheels off a pram, and a plank out in the yard, And you us a bit of string 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 your little girl was You her downstairs to show us all, And we were to kiss her And I she was my sister.
Mr Connaughton, you away With your wife and baby, but we stayed Till we got re-housed too And I never forget you
Mr Connaughton my memory's long though the years flown Though the have gone Was your name Marjorie or Mary? Were you Cork or Tipperary?