This wee one's to the air of "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye" – a song which, I am told, is popular with the booze- and priest-ridden unfortunates of the Unfree State.

SAMMY I HARDLY KNEW YE
While walking the road from Sweet Drumcree ha-roo ha-roo
While walking the road from Sweet Drumcree ha-roo ha-roo
While walking the road from Sweet Drumcree
I met with Doctor Pais-a-lee
"In the name of God, what's up with thee?!
Sammy, I hardly knew ye"

"Where are your gloves that once were white, ha-roo, ha-roo
Where are your gloves that once were white, ha-roo, ha-roo
Where are your gloves that once were white
And now are plastered with dort and shite
An offence they are unto my sight
Sammy I hardly knew ye"

"And your sash was once was so fine and old, ha-roo, ha-roo
Your sash was once so fine and old, ha-roo, ha-roo
Your sash was once so fine and old
Its edges trimmed with thread of gold
Now it's splattered with gutters and spotted with mould
Sammy, I hardly knew ye"

"Your shoes that once shone like the sun, ha-roo, ha-roo
Your shoes that once shone like the sun, ha-roo, ha-roo
Your shoes that once shone like the sun
Are muddy and squelchy and covered in dung
You're altogether a disgrace to us Huns
Sammy I hardly knew ye"

"Oh Reverend Doctor if I might speak, ha-roo, ha-roo
Oh Reverend Doctor if I might speak, ha-roo, ha-roo
Oh Reverend Doctor if I might speak
Your forgiveness I most gravely seek
I know I look like a bit of freak"
Sammy I hardly knew ye

"But I'm living rough these days, you see, ha-roo, ha-roo
I'm living rough these days, you see, ha-roo, ha-roo
I'm living rough these days you see
In a tent in a campsite in Sweet Drumcree
I live like a tramp for the Orangery"
Sammy I hardly knew ye

"Here's forgiveness Brother Sam ha-roo ha-roo
Here's forgiveness Brother Sam ha-roo ha-roo
Here's forgiveness Brother Sam
And all who camp and caravan
In that spot not far from the River Bann
Sammy I hardly knew ye"