Casey

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If it's drink you want and plenty of feeding
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And you like the bed as well
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Grab the wife, throw the kids in the Datsun
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Make for Inch and the Strand hotel
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If talk of turf drives you crazy
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And you can't face a bale of hay
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Make for Foley's work the topshelf talk puck, pints and the GAA


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Oh the low road goes from Killorglin all the way down to Annascaul
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When Eamonn Casey came to guide us he never used his brakes at all
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A trail of sheepdogs littered Kerry from Killorglin to Macroom
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He might have been all soul's salvation but he also was the sheep dog's doom


CHORUS
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Casey, Casey you're the divil
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When you get behind the wheel
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It was a sad day for the Kerry sheepdogs
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When your Firestones they did feel


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From the holy dioceses of Galway Eamonn went to London town
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Where the traffic cops out on their duty they overtook and flagged him down
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As he was tearing after luncheon around the city like a loon
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Regardless to his rank and station they forced him to blow up their auld balloon

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Geographically he was in limbo faced with justice true and true
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No obligations were accepted he was rightly up the flue
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No bolt of lightning from the heavens could remove the boys in blue
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Well he wished the force that had worked at Cana would turn his wine into water too


CHORUS
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Casey, Casey you're the divil
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When you get behind the wheel
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It was a sad day for the Kerry sheepdogs
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When your Firestones they did feel


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When Ronnie Reagan came to Ireland all the wankers made a great furore
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But Eamonn remembered bishop Romero said he'd even up the score
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Casey Casey said "God willin' I'll meet Reagan on the road
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Niall O'Brien will hear his confessions when I've taught him the Green Cross Code"
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Casey Casey you're the right man to teach them Yankees right from wrong
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If it wasn't for yourself and Reagan there wouldn't be much to Martin Egan's son