Dinny The Piper / Amhran Na Tae (Song Of The Tea) lyrics

Artist	Andy M. Stewart
Album(s)	Dublin Lady

Lyrics

In the year '98, when our troubles were great
It was treason to be a milesian
And the black-whiskers said we would never forget
And our history shows they were hessians
And in these troubled times, it was a great crime
And martyrdom never was riper
Near the town of glenshee, not an acre from meath
Lived one denny burns, the piper!

Neither weddin' nor wake would be worth a shake
If denny was first not invited
For at squeezin' the bag, or emptyin' the keg
He astonished as well as delighted!
But in these times denny could not earn a penny
Martial law had him stung like a viper!
And it kept him within till the bones of his skin
Grinned thru the rags of the piper!

Now one day it did dawn, as denny crept home
Back from a fair at lethangin
When what should he see, from the branch of a tree
But the corpse of a hessian, there hangin'!
Says denny, "these rogues have got boots, I've no brogues!"
He took hold of the boots wi' a griper
And the boots were so tight, and he pulled with such might
Legs and all come away with the piper!

Ah, then denny did run for fear of bein' hung
Til he came to tim haley's cabin
Says tim from within, "i can't let ye in!
Ye'll be shot if you're caught out there rappin'!"
So he went to the shed where the cow was in bed
He began with a whisper to wipe her
And they lay down together, in seven foot of heather
And the cow took to huggin' the piper!

Well the day it wore on, and denny did yawn
And he stripped off the boots from the hessian!
And the legs, for the law, he just left in the straw
And he slipped home with his new possessions!
Now breakfast bein' done, tim sent his young son
To get denny up like a lamplighter
And the legs there he saw; he flew up like a jackdaw!
And said "daddy, the cow's et the piper!"

Ah, bad luck to that beast, she's no musical taste!
To eat such a jolly old chanter!
Ah, faugh! we'll evict! take a lump of a stick!
Drive her off, down the road and we'll canter!
Well the neighbors were called, mrs. kennedy bawled
She began for to humbug and jiper
And in sorrow they met, and their whistles they wet
And like devils, lamented the piper!
(More!)
Denny the piper (cont.)

And the cow she was drove a mile or two off
And they came to a fair at killaley
And there she was sold for four guineas of gold
To the clerk of the parish, john daley
And they went to the tent where the pennies were spent
Tim bein' a jolly old swiper
And who should be there, playin' a rake-sickal tear
Just your bold denny burns, the piper!

Ah, then tim give a jolt like a half-drunken colt
And he stares at the piper like a gammick!
I thought, by the powers, for the last sev'ral hours
You were playin' in the old cow's stomach!
Well when denny observed that the hessian's been served
Began just to humbug and jiper
Oh, in grandeur they met, and their whistles they wet
And like devils they danced round the piper!

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