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Ní le amh-bháilis a chuaigh mé i bpríosún
Le gadaíocht caorach ná le cúrsaí mná
Ach braonín poitín a bhí mé dhéanamh
Is nár tháinig na Peelers orm roimh 'a lá.
A sháirsint Luther nár chuireadh Dia an t-ádh ort
Ná ba fada go síntear thú le taobh do mhná
Is a bhfuil de Iúdaigh ó leac na crúnach
Go mbí go do chúinneáil ar uair do bháis
Mar is tú thug an ticéad dhom le dhul sa bpríosún
San áit ar shíl mise nach raghainn go brách
Mar is mór é do ghaolsa le sliocht Luther
De ghadaí a d’iompar as an taobh thall.
Nár gléasadh suas mé sa gculaith shuarach
Leath stoca dubh orm ‘s leath stoca bán
Bhí péire slipéirí den déanamh cluasach
Dheamhain blas a bhí iontu ach aon pholl amháin.
Tháinig tríúr chugam lá 'rna mhárach
Is lán a mbéil acu i sáspan cáirt
Bhí braonín bainne a raibh dath an fhéir air
Is ina-dhiaidh sin fhéin nár mhaith dhom ‘fháil.
Unsa mairtfheoil ar mo dhinnéar
Ar uair a’ dó dhéag aon ghreim amháin
Bhí braonín caifé a raibh boladh bréan air
Is chuirfeadh sé sin fhéin na Danes chun báis.
Nach bean is fiche againn a bhí sa ngáirdín
‘S é Turn Key a bhí ina mháistir ann
Nach raibh-dar ag imeacht in aghaidh a leath taobh
mar bhíonn na caoire leis an ngalar cam
Nach aisteach na smaointe iad seo théann thríomsa
Is gur bheag an imní tá ar mo chlann
Is an bhean bhocht eile raibh mé ag saothrú dhí
Nach bhfuil sí ag caoineadh anois is diabhail mhaith dhí ann
Nár ghearr le ord i gcluais a mbualadh
bhí duan na crutha orainn in aghaidh gach lá
Má tá seomra in Ifreann thíos leath chomh fuar leis
Go fhóire Mhuire Dia ar an té a ghabhfas ann.
I was not in prison when I was imprisoned
With theft of sheep or women
But I had a piece of pole
The Peelers did not come before me.
Luther defeated God that God was not lucky
Do not long be extended to women for you
Which is a butterfly from the skeleton slab
Could you be quenched at once your death
As you gave me the ticket to get into prison
Where I thought I would not go forever
How great is your relationship with Luther's passage
Of a hawk to be transported from the other side.
I did not dress up in the curious suit
Half stuck black me and half a white stock
There were two slippers of earpiece
They were only a mood of taste but one hole.
Three came to me a day later
They are full of mouth in a part sash
There was a milk rash that had the color of the grass
Afterward, I did not want to get it.
Unseat beef at my dinner
At the age of eleven one grief
There was a frog of coffee that had a smile
That would put the Danes themselves to death.
Were not the twenty-one woman in the garden
Turn Key was his master
Unfortunately did not go wrong
How do the sheep with the cam disease?
Not strange these ideas go through me
My family is very worried
The other poor woman I was working for
She is not crying now she's a good devil
It was not short with an order in the collisions
We had the shape of each day every day
If a room in Hell is below it's so cold
May God bless the one who catches there.
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