Mr Connaughton my memory's long, though the years flown Though the years gone. Was your wife's name Marjorie or Were you from Cork or
Mr Connaughton 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 when my big teeth came through. Oh it closed my big teeth came through.
Mr Connaughton you seemed to such a lot And that make us smile too, as often as not Did you a friend who was a soldier? I'm gonna join the army when I'm older.
Well I know you paid a for that old motorbike And said it wouldn't run, but I thought that it might. I was nearly asleep when it spluttered into And I my fist and smiled a secret smile of delight Was your name Kevin or Mike?
I remember when you us a soap-box cart the wheels off a pram, and a plank 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 "Jesus, that's the best one on the street".
I remember when your little girl was You brought her to show us all, And we allowed to kiss her And I she was my sister.
Mr Connaughton, you moved your wife and your baby, but we stayed Till finally we got too And I will forget you
Mr Connaughton my memory's though the years have flown the years have gone Was your wife's name Marjorie or Were you Cork or Tipperary?