Mr Connaughton my memory's long, though the years have flown
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Though the years have gone.
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Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary?
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Were you from Cork or Tipperary?
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Mr Connaughton when we lived underneath
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Oh you said it was a lucky man had a gap between his teeth
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And for a while I had a gap too
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But it closed when my big teeth came through.
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Oh it closed when my big teeth came through.
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Mr Connaughton you seemed to laugh such a lot
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And that would make us smile too, as often as not
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Did you have a friend who was a soldier?
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Well I'm gonna join the army when I'm older.
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Well I know you paid a fiver for that old motorbike
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And they said it wouldn't run, but I thought that it might.
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I was nearly asleep when it spluttered into life
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And I clenched my fist and smiled a secret smile of delight
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Was your first name Kevin or Mike?
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I remember when you built us a soap-box cart
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With the wheels off a pram, and a plank out in the yard,
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And you gave us a bit of string but we steered it with our feet.
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Oh boy it was the best one on the street,
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And you said "Jesus, that's the best one on the street".
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I remember when your little girl was born
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You brought her downstairs to show us all,
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And we were allowed to kiss her
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And I wished she was my sister.
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Mr Connaughton, you moved away
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With your wife and your baby, but we stayed
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Till finally we got re-housed too
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And I never will forget you
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Mr Connaughton my memory's long though the years have flown
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Though the years have gone
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Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary?
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Were you from Cork or Tipperary?
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Mr. Connaughton
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| Ralph McTell |
