Mr Connaughton my memory's long, though the years have Though the years gone. Was your name Marjorie or Mary? you from Cork or Tipperary?
Mr when 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 when my big teeth came through. Oh it closed when my big teeth through.
Mr Connaughton you seemed to such a lot And that would us smile too, as often 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 thought it might. I was nearly when it spluttered into life And I clenched my fist and smiled a smile of delight Was your name Kevin or Mike?
I when you built us a soap-box cart With the 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, that's the one on the street".
I remember when your little girl was You brought her downstairs to us all, And we were allowed to her And I she was my sister.
Mr Connaughton, you moved With your wife and baby, but we stayed finally we got re-housed too And I never forget you
Mr Connaughton my memory's long the years have flown Though the years have Was your wife's name or Mary? you from Cork or Tipperary?