I've three misprints in the chorus, that's too much, so here's the chorus again:

Oh, when I get hold of Barney, Barney from Killarney
I'll give him a touch of the Blarney, for on him I have no luck.
Well he went away this morning, 'twas as the day was dawning
and all he left to comfort me was a clucking hen and duck.

Wolfgang