Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Creggan White Hare, artist - Karan Casey. Album song Songlines, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 21.05.2006
Record label: Shanachie
Song language: English
The Creggan White Hare |
In the lowlands of Creggan there lives a white hare |
As swift as a swallow as she flies through the air |
You may travel the country, but none could compare |
With the pride of the Creggan, that bonnie white hare |
One fine Sunday morning as you may suppose |
A red, golden sun o’er the green mountain rose |
Barney Conway came down and did loudly declare |
«Today I’ll put an end to that Creggan white hare» |
So he searched through the lowlands and down through the glens |
Among the green rushes where the white hare had dens |
'Til at last coming over the bog-bank so bare |
From behind a white thistle out jumped the white hare |
Well, he gave a great yelp and his dog, she slipped, too |
As swift as the wind o’er the green mountain flew |
But the dogs soon came back, which made poor Barney sigh |
For he knew that the white hair had bid him good-bye |
We have some jolly sportsmen down from the Pomroy |
Cookstown, Dungannon and also the Moy |
With pedigree greyhounds, they came from afar |
Came down to the Creggan in their fine motor car |
'Twas down through the lowlands these huntsmen did go |
To search for the white hare they tried high and low |
'Til at last Barney Conway, as he came on its lair |
Shouted out to the huntsmen, «Here lies the white hair» |
So they called in their greyhounds from off the green lea |
And Barney and the huntsmen, they jumped high with glee |
And on the turf bank they all gathered around |
Seven men and nine dogs did the poor hare surround |
No wonder the poor puss did tremble with fear |
She stood on her hind legs, she rose her big ear |
She ris on her toes and with one gallant spring |
Cleared over the greyhounds and broke through the ring |
Oh the chase, it went on, it was a beautiful view |
As swift as the wind o’er the green mountain flew |
But the pedigree greyhounds, they didn’t get far |
They came back and went home in their fine motor car |
And now to conclude and to finish my rhyme |
I hope you’ll excuse me for wasting your time |
If there’s any amongst you in Carrickmore Fair |
Drink a jolly good health to the Creggan white hare |