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fenian record player - the irish brigade lyrics

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[verse 1]
wee willie john mcfadden was a loyal orange prod
who thought that ian paisley was just one step down from god
he thought they’d hit the children in the back woods of ardoyne
and he thought that history started with the battle of the boyne
he thought that history started with the battle of the boyne

[verse 2]
one day he took a brick in his hand and he dandered up the falls
he was mumbling “up the rangers” and hummin’ “derry’s walls”
he broke the big shop window to annoy the pope of rome
and he took a record playеr out and then he started homе
he took a record player out and then he started home

[verse 3]
next night they had a hooley in his local orange hall
wee willie took his player to make music for the ball
he chose a stack of records of a very loyal kind
but when the music started up he nearly lost his mind
but when the music started up he nearly lost his mind

[verse 4]
this fenian record player was a rebel to the core
it played the songs the orange hall had never heard before
for “golly’s brae” and “derry’s walls” it didn’t give a fig
and it speeded up “god save the queen” ’till it sounded like a jig
it speeded up “god save the queen” ’till it sounded like a jig

[verse 5]
it played “the woods of upton”
and the “wearing of the green”
such turmoil in an orange hall has never yet been seen
it played “the boys of wexford” and “the men of ’98”
but when it played “the soldiers song” it sealed wee willie’s fate
but when it played “the soldiers song” it sealed wee willie’s fate

[verse 6]
for the boys were plain demented to the ground wee will was thrown
they kicked his ribs in one by one to the tune of garryowen
they threw him out the window to a song of old sinn féin
they kicked him all down sandy row to a “nation once again”
they kicked him all down sandy row to a “nation once again”

[verse 7]
this fenian record player was heard no never more
they prodded it with deacon poles and threw it on the floor
but still the funniest sight me boys that i have ever seen
for the flashes flyin’ out of it were orange, white and green
for the flashes flyin’ out of it were orange, white and green

[verse 8]
wee willie’s up in the mental home
he’s crazy as a coot
he sits there in a padded cell and tootles with his flute
but when he tried to play “the [?]” he always gets it wrong!
for halfway through, he always finds he’s playing “the soldiers song”
for halfway through, he always finds he’s playing “the soldiers song”

[verse 9]
there’s a moral to this story
what it is i cannot say
maybe it’s the ancient verse
and crime will never pay!
if you ask wee willie mcfadden he’ll say “ah crime be blowed
if you want to pinch a record player do it up the shank!ll road!”
“if you want to pinch a record player do it up the shank!ll road!”

- the irish brigade lyrics

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