Ham Sunday

Lyrics
[Verse 1] 'Twas back in the year of 1932 That a great event happened in Carrick-on-Suir Where a big match was planned for the new Davin Park Kerry and Tipp were the teams to take part While the news of this match was carried all around They thought droves of people would flock to the town And the word it came down from the GAA club There'd be thousands of people all looking for grub [Verse 2] And everyone thought here's a chance to get rich Wе could make a small fortune on an old ham sandwich We could chargе what we want and it wouldn't be hard There'd be so many here there all bound to be starved So butchers and bakers got busy straight off To make sure everyone would have more than enough And the valley was full not of reels or of jigs But the smell of fresh bread and the squealing of pigs [Verse 3] And when the great day at last came around An air of excitement pervaded the town While the brass band was out and they marched through the park Just waiting for someone to signal a start There was look outs and runners and great agitation To warn when the first train pulled into the station There were signs up all over proclaiming quite clear The best ham sandwiches are on sale here [Verse 4] Oh the streets were all full as the tension it rose The men were all out in their best Sunday clothes With the children waiting this great sight to see While the women stayed home boiling kettles for tea There was one poor man full of such anticipation When he heard what he thought were the sounds of invasion That he stumbled and fell down the stairs in a fright But it was only some farmer in parking his bike [Verse 5] Oh they're coming, they're coming, someone cried they're here And the people got ready to raise a loud cheer What no one understood and what no one could explain When only two people stepped off of the train So they waited around 'till the next train came in And they couldn't believe it was empty again Then the most of them left and went off to a pub To decide about what they would do with the grub [Verse 6] While they argued all day 'till the match it was over About what they ought to do with the leftovers And they were agreed it was a wicked disgrace Every dog in the town had a smile on his face It was hams in the pantries and hams in the shelves It was said that some people made pigs of themselves There was still loads of ham and a week had gone by But not even a dog could look one in the eye [Verse 7] And now to conclude and to finish this song For I'm sure I've already been singing too long Every song has a moral, of that there's no doubt And this one's no exception I'm sure you'll find out So remember Ham Sunday, it could be your salvation Make sure you're not caught in the same situation For it's all very well being prepared that I known But you're better off cutting it close to the bone
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Credits
- Writers
- Robbie O’Connell