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DONEGAN'S DAUGHTER (Percy French) When Donegan came from the States Himself and his daughter were seen Parading the principal streets Of beautiful Ballyporeen Her cheeks were as red as a rose, Her hair was a beautiful brown And the lads I suppose Were as thick now as crows All tied to the heel of her gown There were short men and long men And weak men and strong men And right men and wrong men Were all to be seen But Donegan's daughter from over the water She gave them no quarter in Ballyporeen She sang the most beautiful songs Of the words we have never a hint For her fingers went hammer and tongs In a running accompaniment Like a dog running after a rat such scrimmaging never was heard Then down went her claws, like a murdering cat When it leaps on the back of a bird At every party, she sang them all forte From Ah, Che la Morte To the wearing of green Oh Donegan's daughter from over the water 'Twas little they taught her in Ballyporeen The Geraghtys gave a grand ball The girls were all ribbon and tape But Miss Donegan bested them all With her perfectly wonderful shape And when she was taking the floor With a high-stepping bachelor boy The rest of us scowled in the doorway and growled That 'twas him we would surely destroy There was kissing and squeezing And coaxing and teasing And sure there's no reason Such things should be seen But Donegan's daughter from over the water 'Twas she made the slaughter In Ballyporeen Coming home we were crossing a stream I thought to beleaguer the belle; A struggle, a kiss and a scream And into the water we fell To me that can swim like a trout 'Twas only a trifling reverse But when she came out, Faith there wasn't much doubt She was changed very much for the worse For her roses had wilted Her wig it was tilted The figure she'd built, it Was washed away clean Oh! Donegan's daugter From under the water Two pins would have bought her In Ballyporeen @Irish filename[ DONGNDAU JC |
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