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Phil the Fluter's Ball - Peter Dawson

Have you heard of Phil the Fluther of the town of Ballymuck

The times were going hard with him in fact the man was broke

So he just sent out a notice to his neighbours one an all

As to how he'd like their company that evening at a ball

And when writing out he was careful to suggest to them

That if they found a hat of his convenient to the dure

The more they put in whenever he requested them

The better would the music be for batthering the flure

With the toot of the flute And the twiddle of the fiddle O

Hopping in the middle like a herring on the griddle O

Up down hands around crossing to the wall

Oh hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the fluther's ball

There was Misther Denis Dogherty who kept the running dog

There was little crooked Paddy from the Tiraloughett bog

There was boys from every Barony and girls from every art

And the beautiful Miss Bradys in a private ass and cart

And along with them came the bouncing Mrs Cafferty

Little Micky Mulligan was also to the fore

Rose Suzanne and Margaret O'Rafferty

The flower of Ardmagullion and the pride of Pethravore

With the toot of the flute And the twiddle of the fiddle O

Hopping in the middle like a herring on the griddle O

Up down hands around crossing to the wall

Oh hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the fluther's ball

First little Micky Mulligan got up to show them how

And then the Widda' Cafferty steps out and makes her bow

I could dance you off

Your legs sez her as sure as you are born

If you'll only make the piper play

The hare was in the corn

So Phil plays up to the best of his ability

The lady and the gentleman began to do their share

Faith then Mick it's you that has agility

Begorra Mrs Cafferty yer lepping like a hare

With the toot of the flute And the twiddle of the fiddle O

Hopping in the middle like a herring on the griddle O

Up down hands around crossing to the wall

Oh hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the fluther's ball

Then Phil the Fluther tipped a wink to little Crooked Pat

I think it's nearly time sez he for passing round the hat

So Paddy pass'd the caubeen round and looking mighty cute

Sez You've got to pay the piper when he toothers on the flute

Then all joined in with the greatest joviality

Covering the buckle and the shuffle and the cut

Jigs were danced of the very finest quality

But the Widda' bet the company at handling the fut

With the toot of the flute And the twiddle of the fiddle O

Hopping in the middle like a herring on the griddle O

Up down hands around crossing to the wall

Oh hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the fluther's ball