| Mr Connaughton my memory’s long, though the years have flown
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| Though the years have gone
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| Was your wife’s name Marjorie or Mary?
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| Were you from Cork or Tipperary?
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| Mr Connaughton when we lived underneath
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| Oh you said it was a lucky man had a gap between his teeth
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| And for a while I had a gap too
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| But it closed when my big teeth came through
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| Oh it closed when my big teeth came through
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| Mr Connaughton you seemed to laugh such a lot
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| And that would make us smile too, as often as not
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| Did you have a friend who was a soldier?
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| Well I’m gonna join the army when I’m older
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| Well I know you paid a fiver for that old motorbike
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| And they said it wouldn’t run, but I thought that it might
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| I was nearly asleep when it spluttered into life
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| And I clenched my fist and smiled a secret smile of delight
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| Was your first name Kevin or Mike?
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| I remember when you built us a soap-box cart
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| With the wheels off a pram, and a plank out in the yard
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| And you gave us a bit of string but we steered it with our feet
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| Oh boy it was the best one on the street
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| And you said «Jesus, that’s the best one on the street»
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| I remember when your little girl was born
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| You brought her downstairs to show us all
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| And we were allowed to kiss her
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| And I wished she was my sister
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| Mr Connaughton, you moved away
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| With your wife and your baby, but we stayed
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| Till finally we got re-housed too
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| And I never will forget you
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| Mr Connaughton my memory’s long though the years have flown
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| Though the years have gone
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| Was your wife’s name Marjorie or Mary?
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| Were you from Cork or Tipperary? |