{"id":1784,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/old-dun-cow"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"old-dun-cow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/old-dun-cow\/","title":{"rendered":"OLD DUN COW"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Some friends and I in a public house<br \/>\nWas playing a game of chance one night<br \/>\nWhen into the pub a fireman ran<br \/>\nHis face all a chalky white.<br \/>\n&#8220;What&#8217;s up&#8221;, says Brown, &#8220;Have you seen a ghost,<br \/>\nOr have you seen your Aunt Mariah?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Me Aunt Mariah be buggered!&#8221;, says he,<br \/>\n&#8220;The bleedin&#8217; pub&#8217;s on fire!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And there was Brown upside down<br \/>\nLappin&#8221; up the whiskey on the floor.<br \/>\n&#8220;Booze, booze!&#8221; The firemen cried<br \/>\nAs they came knockin&#8217; on the door (clap clap)<br \/>\nOh don&#8217;t let &#8217;em in till it&#8217;s all drunk up<br \/>\nAnd somebody shouted MacIntyre! MACINTYRE!<br \/>\nAnd we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk<br \/>\nWhen the Old Dun Cow caught fire.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh well,&#8221; says Brown, &#8220;What a bit of luck.<br \/>\nEverybody follow me.<br \/>\nAnd it&#8217;s down to the cellar<br \/>\nIf the fire&#8217;s not there<br \/>\nThen we&#8217;ll have a grand old spree.&#8221;<br \/>\nSo we went on down after good old Brown<br \/>\nThe booze we could not miss<br \/>\nAnd we hadn&#8217;t been there ten minutes or more<br \/>\nTill we were quite pissed.<\/p>\n<p>Then, Smith walked over to the port wine tub<br \/>\nAnd gave it just a few hard knocks (clap clap)<br \/>\nStarted takin&#8217; off his pantaloons<br \/>\nLikewise his shoes and socks.<br \/>\n&#8220;Hold on, &#8221; says Brown, &#8220;that ain&#8217;t allowed<br \/>\nYa cannot do that thing here.<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t go washin&#8217; trousers in the port wine tub<br \/>\nWhen we got Guinness beer.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Then there came from the old back door<br \/>\nThe Vicar of the local church.<br \/>\nAnd when he saw our drunken ways,<br \/>\nHe began to scream and curse.<br \/>\n&#8220;Ah, you drunken sods! You heathen clods!<br \/>\nYou&#8217;ve taken to a drunken spree!<br \/>\nYou drank up all the Benedictine wine<br \/>\nAnd you didn&#8217;t save a drop for me!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And then there came a mighty crash<br \/>\nHalf the bloody roof caved in.<br \/>\nWe were almost drowned in the firemen&#8217;s hose<br \/>\nBut still we were gonna stay.<br \/>\nSo we got some tacks and some old wet sacks<br \/>\nAnd we nailed ourselves inside<br \/>\nAnd we sat drinking the finest Rum<br \/>\nTill we were bleary-eyed.<\/p>\n<p>Later that night, when the fire was out<br \/>\nWe came up from the cellar below.<br \/>\nOur pub was burned. Our booze was drunk.<br \/>\nOur heads was hanging low.<br \/>\n&#8220;Oh look&#8221;, says Brown with a look quite queer.<br \/>\nSeems something raised his ire.<br \/>\n&#8220;Now we gotta get down to Murphy&#8217;s Pub,<br \/>\nIt closes on the hour!&#8221;<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Some friends and I in a public house Was playing a game of chance one night When into the pub a fireman ran His face all a chalky white. &#8220;What&#8217;s up&#8221;, says 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