T'was up in the Bluestack mountains, D'arcy kept a bit of a still We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill “Lose the booze” cried D'arcy and before we could reply He'd dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye When he got a lick of the whiskey, he'd swear that he could fly He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by Jamesie's bar Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra Here's to you, to me and one and all To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall Here's to you, to me and one and all The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit For fear they'd spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time To place our bets before the lot of ‘em reached the starting line The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn't mind He had himself another sip, and a second one as well Then bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell Here's to you, to me and one and all To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall Here's to you, to me and one and all The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal The donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead We went to check the bets and found when everything was donem The garda came in second and paid 25 to one! So we dragged the donkey's carcass down to Jamesie's for a pint To drink up all our winnings, and to celebrate the night We missed the poor old Donkey, but still we had to laugh When Jamesie made a trophy of the Donkey's better half So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass! Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass! Here's to you, to me and one and all To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall Here's to you, to me and one and all The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
T'was up in the Bluestack mountains, D'arcy kept a bit of a still
We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill
“Lose the booze” cried D'arcy and before we could reply
He'd dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by
The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye
When he got a lick of the whiskey, he'd swear that he could fly
He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by Jamesie's bar
Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra
Here's to you, to me and one and all
To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall
Here's to you, to me and one and all
The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit
For fear they'd spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot
We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time
To place our bets before the lot of ‘em reached the starting line
The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind
He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn't mind
He had himself another sip, and a second one as well
Then bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell
Here's to you, to me and one and all
To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall
Here's to you, to me and one and all
The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
The donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead
He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead
We went to check the bets and found when everything was donem
The garda came in second and paid 25 to one!
So we dragged the donkey's carcass down to Jamesie's for a pint
To drink up all our winnings, and to celebrate the night
We missed the poor old Donkey, but still we had to laugh
When Jamesie made a trophy of the Donkey's better half
So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere
Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass!
Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass!
Here's to you, to me and one and all
To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall
Here's to you, to me and one and all
The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal
Greetings from Italy. Very fun show. I hope to hear you in Italy. Ciao.
Personally I like the banter before the song
turn on the captions and read them. They are really funny. one of my favorites is at 3:00 and it says "they have a dog shot at the mall"
Patrick Murphy is freaking hilarious!!
I'm seeing them in March...can't wait!!
For folks just finding this awesome band, jamesie's closed years ago, sadly.
Song starts at 5:15
thanks.
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When Murphy breaks out the spoons you know it’s about to get good!
No, it was at the Virginia Theatre in Champaign, IL. :)
Seriously!...It's all in good fun!!! My fav is the Ireland donkey song too!!!!!
Raise your glass if Pandora brought you here!
Zero dislikes...that's the stuff!!!!!
Man Paddy sounds a lot like Chris O'Dowd in this monologue hahah
I THINK it was...I'm not entirely sure, as my friends drove us there. :)
Homesick Like 😂❤😍😂😍❤
We're laughing too hard to hear the spoons.
5:22 inner irish intensifies
At The Riverside Theatre?
Wow
clean out all the babble to get to the song, damn.
+Cemaros76 right? 5 minutes in...damn
+kerrylthompson29 :)
We love the Babble😂😂😂
Five plus minutes of gay banter before the song is too much for me.