Nach Bhfuil Mo Locht

Nach Bhfuil Mo Locht 
or for you English speaking people
"No Mea Culpa"


The Titanic was fine when it left Belfast
Not a blemish on Her hull, or on her deck
The crew must have done something awful
"Cause now She's a tangled twisted wreak 
In mint condition, She was when She left us
We washed and polished Her to shine
Then we went to a pub, to drink some whisky
singing in a chorus, Auld Lang Syne
You can't blame us Irish for what happen
"Cause we went home and slept the night away
"The Titanic was fine when it left Belfast"
At least, that's what we Irish say
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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