Has anyone mentioned Hurricane of Reels.

HURRICANE OF REELS

I rolled with Roaring Mary and I cuddled Bonnie Kate,
I got drunk with Bonnie Annie, scared The Pigeon On The Gate,
After all these Comely Maidens, with whom I did parade,
I most often took my chances with the darling Sligo Maid.

Tim Moloney took The Bag o’ Spuds, it was A Heavy Load,
Fed them out to Jenny’s Chickens Coming West Along the Road.
The merry Maids of Mitchelstown are missing from the floor,
They’ll be in The New Mown Meadows with The Bucks of Oranmore.

Lord McDonald and Lord Gordon swing the Lasses from Fermoy,
But sure Drowsy Maggie told me that they were The Soldier’s Joy.
I met with Tim Moloney, he was feeling mighty proud,
As the hieland danced the highland with the darling Miss McLeod.

I met The Jolly Tinker, he was singing like a thrush,
And The Lark was in the Morning and The Bird was In The Bush.
After all my great adventures with these maidens great and small,
I settled down and married to the lass from Donegal