There were three Jews a-thinking Of the place they'd like to die,
but rather undecided of the of the place they'd like to lie...
Albinski chose Jerusalem, America for Finestein,
but when it came to Cohen, he said neither one for I.
Where the river Shannons' flowing by body shall repose,
in an Irish cemetery, shamrock growing on me nose...
The devil will be looking for Cohen I suppose...
But He'll never think of looking, where the river Shannon flows...

Margaret McFadden, my Irish grandmother used to sing me those exact words from her father in Donegal