Danny Farrell

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Danny Farrell

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I knew Danny Farrell when his football was a can In his hand me down's and wellers and sandwiches of grand But now this pave ment pesent, is a full grown bitter man With all his trials and troubles, of hes travelling people's clan He's a looser a boozer, me and you user A rater a traitor, peoples police hater So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man I knew Danny Farrell when he joined the national school He was lousy at the gaelic, called him amadan and fool He was briliant at the toss school Or traiding objects in the pown By the time he was an adult all his charming ways were gone He's a looser a boozer, me and you user A rater a traitor, peoples police hater So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man I knew Danny Farrell when he queued up for the dole And he tried to hide his loss of pride That eats away the soul Mending pots and kettles, is a trade lost in the past Theres no hand out's here for tinkeres was the answer when he asked He's a looser a boozer, me and you user A rater a traitor, peoples police hater So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man I still know Danny Farrell, saw him just there yesterday Drinking methylated spirits, with some winos on the quay Now he's fourty going on eighty, with his eyes of hope bereft And he told me this for certain, theres not many of us left He's a looser a boozer, me and you user A rater a traitor, peoples police hater So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man

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  • Pete St. John