I start my way to Donegal And leave my dog at home alone I drink a swill that tastes like shit And step on the road to Sally My way is hard and long today So when I pass the half a way I sit to relax and to drink Some whiskey, gin or ale
I come to Donegal at night And feel at once “there will be fight” The brigands are in front of me I cannot go to Sally I turn around and start to run Several quarters, it’s not a fun So I sit to relax and to drink Some whiskey, gin or ale
Hey-Ho! Continue to go But near the pub I hear “Hello!” My friend O’Connor’s fucking drunk He calls me and I smile I enter the pub and meet my friends In an hour begin to dance But sit to relax and to drink Some whiskey, gin or ale
Will I ever reach my goal? Sally’s waiting for me, I know I feel myself a dirty pig Can’t stop dancing drunken jig I fall in a puddle, can hardly stand up Peer at the bottom of my mug Drink the last drop of my ale And forget of my affair