I learned a song many years ago from, among others, a man named Jem Kelly from Dún Laoghaire. The song was called "High upon the Mountiain" and it featured the verse -

"My Aunt Ellen got as drunk as an egg,
She fell down in the corner and she broke her wooden leg,
She called for a physician, "hold your whisht" said Charlie Grant,
Don't be calling for a doctor, Its a carpenter you want"