Lanigans Ball - Christy Moore

Lanigans Ball - Christy Moore
In the town of Athy
One Jeremy Lanigan battered away till he hadn't a shilling
His father died made him a man again
Left him a farm and ten acres of ground
Myself to be sure
Got invitations for the boys and girls I might ask
Having been asked
Friends and relations danced like bees around a sweet cask
There was lashings of drink wine for the ladies
Potatoes and cake bacon and tea
Nolans and Dolans and all the O'Gradys
Courting the girls and dancing away
While songs went round as plenty as water
The harps that are sounded through Tara's old hall
Biddie Grey and the rat catcher's daughter
Singing away at Lanigan's ball
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
She stepped out I stepped in again
I stepped out and she stepped in again
She stepped out I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
They were doing all kinds of nonsensical
Dances all around in a whirligig
Julie and I soon banished their nonsense
Out on the floor for a reel and a jig
How the girls all got mad at me
For they thought the ceilings would fall
I spent six months in Brook's Academy
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
Well the boys were merry and the girls all hearty
Dancing around in their couples and groups
An accident happened; Terence McCarthy
He put his boot through Miss Finnerty's hoops
She fell down in a faint and cried 'Holy murder '
Called her brothers and gathered them all
Carmody swore he'd go no further
Till he got revenge at Lanigan's ball
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
She stepped out I stepped in again
I stepped out and
She stepped in again
She stepped out
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball