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THE LONGFORD LAD

One stormy night in Magalluf, it rained and rained it rained all day By half past ten we'd had enough, time to call it all a day Then we heard some music playing, the sweet sound of a violin So our footsteps started straying, to the magic bar that he played in. As we stumbled through the doorway, he clocked us with a cheerful grin As we walked across the floorway, the strangest thing was happening For our feet then started tapping, we didn't know quite what to think And then our hands just started clapping before we settled down to drink Glory Glory Hallelujah, sha la la la la la la lay Doobee doobee doobee dooya, ole ole ole ole Glory Glory Hallelujah, sha la la la la la lay Doobee doobee doobee dooya, ole ole ole ole He played fast then played it faster as people twirled around the floor Louder than a ghetto blaster, the crowd all hollered out for more So we got up and started dancing, we thought we'd dance the night away The rhythms there were so entrancing, when we saw Mick the Fiddler play. Then he sat somber at the piano and sang the songs of deepest blue Spellbound we sat mano a mano musing on heartaches he'd been through He played those notes so soft and gentle, passion bleeding from his heart And bared his soul so sentimental on a world that once was torn apart Glory Glory Hallelujah, sha la la la la la lay Doobee doobee doobee dooya, ole ole ole ole Glory glory Hallelujah sha la la la la la lay Doobee doobee doobee dooya, ole, ole, ole, ole. Then he's back he's up there jumping, his fiddling fast with Irish fire So we're up jiving, hearts a -pumping as the tempo rises higher He sang of joy he sang of sorrow this happy melancholy man He said don't think about tomorrow enjoy your pleasures while you can It's many years now since I met him but he's forever in my mind I sure as hell cannot forget him or that sweet girl I left behind In our lives we all hear music sometimes it's good sometimes it's bad Ain't never heard anything like this, perfection from The Longford lad. Glory glory Hallelujah, shalla lalla lalla lay Doobee doobee doobee dooya Ole ole ole ole . TO HEAR ME SING THIS. GO ON TO YOUTUBE. MICK THE FIDDLER, LOUIS SPENCE THANK YOU.

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Date: 8/14/2020 12:44:00 AM
Fine piece of story telling. Loved the YouTube stuff too.
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