'twas in the year of 88 in the lovely month of June
when the gadflies were swarming & dogs howling at the moon
With rosary beads and sandwiches for Stuttgart we began
Joxer packed his German phrase book and the jump leads for the van.

Oh well some of the lads had never been away from home before
'was the first time Wacker put his foot outside of Inchicore
Before we left for europe we knew we'd need a plan
So we all agreed Joxer was the man to drive the van

In Germany the autobahn was like the Long Mile Road
There was every make of car and van all carrying the full load.
For transits and hiaces and an auld Bedford from Tralee
with the engine overheating from long-hauling duty-free.
Well there was fans from Ballyfermot, Ballybough and Ballymun
on the journey of a lifetine and the crack was 91
well Joxer met a German's daughter on the banks of the river Rhine
and told her she'd be welcome in Ballyfermot anytime

As soon as we found Stuttgart we got the wagons in a ring
Sean Og got out the banjo & Peter played the mandolin.
There was fans there from everywhere attracted by the sound
At the first Fleadh Ceoil in Europe Joxer passed the flagon round.

But the session it ended when we'd finished all the stout.
The air matresses inflated and the sleeping bags rolled
as one by one we fell asleep poor Joxer had a dream
He dreamt himself and Jack Charlton sat down to pick the team.

Joxer dreamt they both agreed on Packie Bonner right away
& Moran, Whelan & McGrath weer certainly to play
BUt tempers they began to rise and patience wearing thin
Jack wanted Cascarino but Joxer wanted Quinn

The dream tured into a nightmare Joxer stuck the head on Jack
who wanted to bring Johnny Giles and Eamon Dunphy back
When the cock crowed in the morining it crewed both loud and shrill
Joxer woke up in his sleeping bag many miles from Arbour Hill

The next morning none of the experts gave us the slightest chance
They said the English team would lead us on a merry dance
with their union jacks all them Englishmen for victory they were set
until Ray Houghton got the ball and he stuck it in the net

What happened next was history bought tears to many eyes
That day will be the highlight of many peoples lives
Well Joxer climbed right over the top and the last time he was seen
he was arm in arm with Jack Charlton singing "revenge for Skibbereen"

Now Wacker's back in Inchicore he's living with his Mam
& jack Charlto has been proclaimed an honourary Irishman
Hey listen, d'you rmemeber that German's daughter on the banks of the river Rhine?
well, didn't she show up in BAllyfermot last week and.....