The Dubliners – The Waterford Boys (Guitar)

     D
For Fun and Diversion we have met together,

   D
I tell you from Waterford hither we came,

     D
We crossed the Big Ocean in dark stormy weather,

     D
Our pockets were light and our Hearts were the same,

 D
Sad at leaving Old Ireland we're once more on dry land,

           D
By the roadside a tavern I chanced for to spy,

    D
And as I was melting my pockets I felt in,

         D
For the price of a drink I was mortally dry.

    D
For we are the boys of such Fun and such Eloquence,

  D
Drinking and Dancing and all other Joys,

     D
For Ructions Destructions Diversions an Devilment,

  D
Who's to compare with The Waterford Boys.

        D
In the tavern I rolled in the landlord he strolled,

         D
And good morrow says he and says I if you please,

         D
Will you give me a bed and then bring me some bread,

      D
And a bottle of porter and a small piece of cheese,

     D
My bread and cheese ended I then condescended,

    D
To take my repose sure I bade them good-night,

     D
When under the clothes I was trying to doze,

          D
First I stuck in my toes and then popped out the light.

        D
Well I wasn't long sleeping when I heard something creeping,

     D
And gnawing and chawing around the bed post,

     D
My breath I suspended but the noise never ended,

      D
Thinks I you have damnable claws for a ghost,

       D
Now to make myself easy for I felt rather lazy,

     D
Well over my head I again pulled the clothes,

      D
When "Moses what's that, sure a great big jack-rat,

          D
With one leap from the floor jumped right up to my nose."

    D
For we are the boys of such Fun and such Eloquence,

  D
Drinking and Dancing and all other Joys,

     D
For Ructions Destructions Diversions an Devilment,

  D
Who's to compare with The Waterford Boys.

        D
Well I reached for a hobnail and made him a bobtail,

      D
And wrestled with rats to the clear light of day,

          D
When the landlord came in and he said with a grin,

          D
For your supper and bed you've five shillings to pay,

       D
"Five shillings for what, now don't be disgracing yourself,

              D
Says I to the rogue if you please,

               D
When I can't sleep with these rats you've the devil's own face on you,

     D
To charge me five shillings for dry bread and cheese. "

        D
Oh the landlord went raring and lifting and tearing,

    D
He jumped through the window and he kicked in the door,

        D
When he could go no further he roared, "meela murder,

      D
These rats they are eating me up by the store,

            D
Sure they sleep in my stable they eat from my table,

          D
They've wrestled my dogs and they've killed all my cats, "

  D
"Truth then, " says I, "just give me those five shillings,

         D
And I'll tell you a way to get rid of the rats."

    D
"I will then, " said he, "we'll invite them to supper,

     D
And dry bread and cheese lay before them for sure,

       D
Never mind if they're willing, but charge them five shilling,

     D
And devil the rat will you ever see more.

    D
For we are the boys of such Fun and such Eloquence,

  D
Drinking and Dancing and all other Joys,

     D
For Ructions Destructions Diversions an Devilment,

  D
Who's to compare with The Waterford Boys.