She spent seven days creating the World, The Sun the Moon, and the Stars The Plough, and the Milky Way, then Jupiter and Mars Then She opened her rib cage, pulled out a little man She put him down near Timahoe, that's where it all began As to why she picked the Shortgrass God only knows Life began for the Bord na Móna man without a stitch of clothes Go forth says she and multiply God mam and I will begod What better place to start the race then below in the Yellow Bog? Don't you know he'll never go Once he gets his foot half in the door He's sound as a bell he'll work like hell hire him if you can 'Clare to God you'll never meet the beat of the Bórd na Móna man At the edge of Tankard's garden, he built a lonely cell Where he contemplated Limbo, then Purgatory and Hell With the barbed wire in his Calvin Klein's the poor man couldn't sleep All he had for company was jockey boys and sheep When he'd converted Moorefield, Raheens and Ballitore He set sail down the Grand Canal 'til he came to Lullymore Where he broke up the Bordellos and smashed the Poitín Stills Began to bale the briquettes around the Sandy Hills And don't you know he'll never go Once he gets his foot half in the door He's sound as a bell he'll work like hell hire him if you can 'Clare to God you'll never meet the beat of the Bórd na Móna man He opened up the Klondike, and he blazed the Yukon Trail Crushed grapes in California before Columbus had set sail He Drank tea on top of Everest before Hillary was born Blindfold up the North Face, backstroke around the Horn Way back in the 1960s when the world was facing ruin The East and West were neck and neck to be first on the Moon When the Yankee steered his module down on the moon to land Who was there to hold the ladder but the Bord na Móna man And don't you know he'll never go Once he gets his foot half in the door He's sound as a bell he'll work like hell hire him if you can 'Clare to God you'll never meet the beat of the Bórd na Móna manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.