Ar mo ghabháil dom siar chum Droichead Ui Mhórdha Pice im dhóid is mé dui i meitheal Cé chasfai orm i gcumar ceoidh Ach pocán crón is é ar buile!
Chorus:
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú Ail-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile. Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile!
Do ritheamar trasna tri ruilleogach Is du ghluais an comhrac ar fud na muinge. Is treascairt da bhfuai sé sna turtóga Chuas ina ainneoin ar a dhroim le tuinneamh
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú Ail-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile. Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile! Nior fhag se carriag go raibh scót ann, Ná gur rith le fórsa chun mé a mhilleadh Is ea ansin do chaith se an leim ba mho Le fána mhór na Faille Brice
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú Ail-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile. Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile!
The Gardai came from the town of Ballyroche For to catch that goat with sticks and switches The goat gave the Captain a kick up his arse, And his horn made rags of his band-new britches!
Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú Ail-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile. Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú Ail-li-liú, puil-li-liú, tá an poc ar buile!
InDangean Ui Chúis le haghaidh an tráthóna Bhi an sagart paróiste amach nár gcoinnibh Is é duirt gurbh é and diabhal ba dhóigh leis. An ghaibh an treo ar phocán buile! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
