Oh there I was a sittin’ all a sittin’ in me way
When this old gent comes along, along with me to play
An’ he looks at me with such an eye as if he was to say
‘Are you up for a bit of craic, the craic with me today?’

An’ me fingers go a spinnin’ as he gives me such a wink
He’s playin’ such a speed now, I’ve barely time to think
An’ all me ideas in there now including the kitchen sink
When he stops and ranges with all these changes barely a time to blink

‘Where are you from ol’ man?’ I ask, an’ give him half a smile
‘I’m from the mountains over the seas, the luverley Emerald Isle
I’ve travelled here to sing an’ play, I’ve travelled many a mile
An’ if you’ll have a toon with me I’ll stay an play a while’

Well he was quite a muso man, of singin’ quite a master
He rambled through such tricky songs, avoidin’ all disaster
His fingers twinkled like his eyes as he played ever faster
An’ there I was a sittin’ oh a sittin in my way
Oh there I was a sittin’ oh a sittin in my way