{"id":1606,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/joxer-goes-to-stuttgart"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"joxer-goes-to-stuttgart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/joxer-goes-to-stuttgart\/","title":{"rendered":"JOXER GOES TO STUTTGART"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

It was in the year of eighty-eight in the lovely month of June
\nWhen the gadflies were swarmin’, dogs howlin’ at the moon
\nWith rosary beads and sandwiches for Stuttgart we began
\nJoxer packed his German phrase-book and jump leads for the van<\/p>\n

Well, some of the lads had never been away from home before
\n‘Twas the first time Whacker set his foot outside of Inchicore
\nBefore we left for Europe we knew we’d need a plan
\nSo we all agreed that Joxer was the man to drive the van<\/p>\n

In Germany the Autobahn ’twas like the long mile road
\nThere was every kind or car and van all carryin’ the full load
\nFord Transits and Hiace’s and a ould Bedford from Tralee
\nWith engine over heatin’ from long haulin’ duty-free<\/p>\n

There were fans from Ballyfermont, Ballybough and Ballymun
\nOn the journey of the lifetime and the crack was ninety-one
\nJoxer met a German’s daughter on the banks of the river Rhine
\nAnd he told her she’d be welcome in Ballyfermont anytime<\/p>\n

As soon as we got to Stuttgart we put the wagons in a ring
\nSean og got out the banjo, Peter played the mandolin
\nThere was fans there from everywhere attracted by the sound
\nAt the first Fleagh Ceoil in Europe, Joxer passed the flagon round<\/p>\n

But the session it ended when we finished all the stout
\nThe air mattresses inflated and the sleepin’ bags rolled
\nAs one by one we fell asleep poor Joxer had a dream
\nHe dreamt himself and Jack Charlton sat down to pick the team<\/p>\n

Joxer dreamt they agreed on Packy Bonner straight away
\nAnd Morn, Whelan and McGrath were certainly to play
\nBut tempers they began to rise, patience wearing thin
\nJack wanted Cascarino, but Joxer wanted Quinn<\/p>\n

Then the dream turned into a nightmare, Joxer stuck the head in Jack
\nWho wanted to bring Johnny Giles and Eamon Dunphy back
\nWhen the cock crew in the morning, it crew both loud and shrill
\nJoxer woke up in his sleepin’ bag many miles from Arbour Hill<\/p>\n

The next morning none of the experts gave us the slightest chance
\nThey said the English team would lead us on a merry dance
\nWith Union Jacks all them English fans for victory were set
\nUntil Ray Houghton got the ball and stuck it in the net<\/p>\n

What happened next was history, brought tears to many eyes
\nThat day will be the highlight in many people’s lives
\nWell Joxer climbed right over the top and the next time he was seen
\nWas arm and arm with Jack Charlton, singin’ revenge for Skibbereen<\/p>\n

Now Whacker’s back in Inchicore, he’s livin’ with his Mam
\nAnd Jack Charlton has been proclaimed an honorary Irish man
\nDo you remember the German’s daughter on the banks of the river Rhine
\nWell didn’t he show up in Ballyfermont last week and . . .<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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