Grand thread-- and Mick Ryan, a treat to hear the tale right from the horse's mouth!

I had learned this off the Poozies' recording and sang it during a house ceilidh in Roanoke, Virginia a few years ago. It was late at night and I thought I'd try the song out, unsure of the reaction...but as the verses spun out, I saw a few smiles playing around the edges and carried on.

At the song's end, a visiting Welshman came up to me. "Oh, that was a great one to hear..." says he, wiping away a tear. "I haven't heard anyone sing that one since my mum back in Wales!"