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Lanigans Ball - Christy Moore

In the town of Athy

One Jeremy Lanigan battered away till he hadn't a shilling

His father died made him a man again

Left him a farm and ten acres of ground

Myself to be sure

Got invitations for the boys and girls I might ask

Having been asked

Friends and relations danced like bees around a sweet cask

There was lashings of drink wine for the ladies

Potatoes and cake bacon and tea

Nolans and Dolans and all the O'Gradys

Courting the girls and dancing away

While songs went round as plenty as water

The harps that are sounded through Tara's old hall

Biddie Grey and the rat catcher's daughter

Singing away at Lanigan's ball

Six long months I spent in Dublin

Six long months doing nothing at all

Six long months I spent in Dublin

Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball

She stepped out I stepped in again

I stepped out and she stepped in again

She stepped out I stepped in again

Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball

They were doing all kinds of nonsensical

Dances all around in a whirligig

Julie and I soon banished their nonsense

Out on the floor for a reel and a jig

How the girls all got mad at me

For they thought the ceilings would fall

I spent six months in Brook's Academy

Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball

Well the boys were merry and the girls all hearty

Dancing around in their couples and groups

An accident happened; Terence McCarthy

He put his boot through Miss Finnerty's hoops

She fell down in a faint and cried 'Holy murder '

Called her brothers and gathered them all

Carmody swore he'd go no further

Till he got revenge at Lanigan's ball

Six long months I spent in Dublin

Six long months doing nothing at all

Six long months I spent in Dublin

Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball

She stepped out I stepped in again

I stepped out and

She stepped in again

She stepped out

Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball