Ralph McTell – Mr Connaughton (Guitar)

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Mr Connaughton my memory's long, 

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though the years have flown though the years have gone.

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Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary?

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Were you from Cork or Tipperary?

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Mr Connaughton when we lived underneath

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Oh you said it was a lucky man had a gap between his teeth 

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And for a while I had a gap too

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But it closed when my big teeth came through.

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Oh it closed when my big teeth came through.

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Mr Connaughton you seemed to laugh such a lot

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And that would make us smile too, as often as not

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Did you have a friend who was a soldier?

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Well I'm gonna join the army when I'm older.

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Well I know you paid a fiver for that old motorbike

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And they said it wouldn't run, but I thought that it might.

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I was nearly asleep when it spluttered into life

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And I clenched my fist and smiled a secret smile of delight

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Was your first name Kevin or Mike?

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I remember when you built us a soap-box cart

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With the wheels off a pram, and a plank out in the yard,

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And you gave us a bit of string but we steered it with our feet.

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Oh boy it was the best one on the street,

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And you said "Jesus, that's the best one on the street".

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I remember when your little girl was born

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You brought her downstairs to show us all,

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And we were allowed to kiss her

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And I wished she was my sister.

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Mr Connaughton, you moved away

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With your wife and your baby, but we stayed

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Till finally we got re-housed too

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And I never will forget you

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Mr Connaughton my memory's long, 

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though the years have flown though the years have gone.

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Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary?

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Were you from Cork or Tipperary?