It was in the year of '88 in the lovely month of June When the gadflies were swarming and dogs howling at the moon With rosary beads and sandwiches for Stuttgart we began Joxer packed his German phrasebook and jumpleads for the van.
Some of the lads had never been away from home before 'Twas the first time Whacker put his foot outside of Inchicore Before we left for Europe we knew we'd need a plan So we all agreed that Joxer was the man to drive the van.
In Germany the autobahn, 'twas like the Long Mile Road There was every make of car and van all carrying the full load Ford Transits and Hiaces and an old Bedford from Tralee With the engine overheating from longhauling duty free.
There was fans from Ballygermot, Ballybough and Ballymun On the journey of a lifetime, and the crack was ninety-one Joxer met a German's daughter on the banks of the river Rhine And he told her she'd be welcome in Ballyfermot any time.
As soon as we found Stuttgart we got the wagons in a ring Sean Og got out the banjo and Peter played the mandolin There was fans there from everywhere attracted by the sound At the first Fleadh Ceoil in Europe, and Joxer passed the flagon round.
But the session it ended when we'd finished all the stout The air mattresses inflated and the sleeping bags rolled out As one by one we fell asleep Joxer had a dream He dreamt himself and Jack Charlton sat down to pick the team.
Joxer dreamt they both agreed on Packie Bonner straightaway And that Moran, Whelan and McGrath were certainly to play But tempers they began to rise and patience wearing thin Jack wanted Cascarino but Joxer wanted Quinn.
The dream turned into a nightmare, Joxer stuck the head on Jack Who wanted to bring Johnny Giles and Eamon Dunphy back The cock crew in the morning, it crew both loud and shrill Joxer woke up in his sleeping bag many miles from Arbour Hill.
The next morning none of the experts gave us the slightest chance They said the English team would lead us on a merry dance With their Union Jacks all them English fans for victory they were set Until Ray Houghton got the ball and he stuck it in the net.
What happened next is history, brought tears to many eyes That day will be the highlight of many people's lives Joxer climbed right over the top and the last time he was seen Was arm in arm with Jack Charlton singing, Revenge for Skibereen.
Now Whacker's back in Inchicore, he's living with his mam And Jack Charlton has been proclaimed an honorary Irishman Do you remember that German's daughter on the banks of the river Rhine Well, didn't she show up in Ballyfermot last week and ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
