Donegal Express

Who dares to speak of Donegal
He kicks the bars and in the balls
The harp that played in Tara's halls
Is burning on the dump

Virginia is a gin town
Belturbet is a sin town
All the boys from Skintown are in England on the lump
Got pissed in Letterkenny
With darlin' sportin' Jenny
Spent me very last penny and we made it in the press

The husband caught me in the bed
He tried to shoot me in the head
Had to swim the stream to get the Donegal Express

Kahaya! You fuckk!
Come Hell of high water
I might have fucked your Missus
But I never fucked your daughter
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh

As sure as I'm Father Emmett
Got a King Dong down me Semmett
As any girl will tell you
From Cavan down to Clare
Back in sweet Virginia
In the toilet with Lavinia
I nearly fucked her brains out
And tore her party dress

A shit, a shave, a shower
A half a point of powers
Then off again to get on board
The Donegal Express

Kahaya! You fuck!
Come Hell of high water
I might have fucked your Missus
But I never fucked your daughter
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh

Kahaya! You fuck!
Come Hell of high water
I might have fucked your Missus
But I never fucked your daughter
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahh



Credits
Writer(s): Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan
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