The Craic Was Ninety in the Isle of Man Songtext
von The Dubliners
The Craic Was Ninety in the Isle of Man Songtext
A warden with a rare old stock
Spent the evening getting locked
In the Ace O′ Hearts, where the hoistels were engaging
Over the footbridge, down by the dock
The boat she sailed at five o'clock
Ah hurry now lads, says Whack
Or before we′re there, sure we'll all be back
Carry him if you can
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Before we reached the Alexander Base
The ding dong we did surely raise
In the bar of the boat we had great sport
As the ship she sailed out from the port
Landed up in the Douglas Head
Inquiring for a vacant bed
To the dining room we soon got shown
By a day servant from up the road
Bait that if you can
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Next morning went for a ramble round
For to see the sights of Douglas Town
All went in for a mighty session
In a pub they call the Darby's
All got drunk by half past three
To sober up we went swimming in the sea
Back to the digs for the screws up
While waiting for the Rosie
We all drew up our plan
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
That night we went to the Texas Bar
We came back down by horse and car
Met Big Jim and we all got in
To drink some wine in Yates′s
The Liverpool girls, it was said
Were all to be met in the Douglas Head
McShane was there in a fine shirt
The foreign girls he was trying to flirt
Saying, "Here girls, I′m your man"
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
But Whacker fancied his good looks
With an Isle of Man woman he was struck
The Liverpool lad was fireside
And he pegged the jar into her
Whacker thought he'd take a chance
He asked a fair one out to dance
Around the floor they stepped it out
To Whack it was no bother
Everything was going to plan
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Well the Isle of Man woman fancied Whack
But a man stood there ′til his head came back
And whack, they all whacked into Whack
Poor Whack was landed on his back
The Douglas force arrived as well
Landed a couple of belts as well
Ended up in the Douglas jail
Until the Dublin boat did sail
Deported every man
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Yes, the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Spent the evening getting locked
In the Ace O′ Hearts, where the hoistels were engaging
Over the footbridge, down by the dock
The boat she sailed at five o'clock
Ah hurry now lads, says Whack
Or before we′re there, sure we'll all be back
Carry him if you can
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Before we reached the Alexander Base
The ding dong we did surely raise
In the bar of the boat we had great sport
As the ship she sailed out from the port
Landed up in the Douglas Head
Inquiring for a vacant bed
To the dining room we soon got shown
By a day servant from up the road
Bait that if you can
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Next morning went for a ramble round
For to see the sights of Douglas Town
All went in for a mighty session
In a pub they call the Darby's
All got drunk by half past three
To sober up we went swimming in the sea
Back to the digs for the screws up
While waiting for the Rosie
We all drew up our plan
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
That night we went to the Texas Bar
We came back down by horse and car
Met Big Jim and we all got in
To drink some wine in Yates′s
The Liverpool girls, it was said
Were all to be met in the Douglas Head
McShane was there in a fine shirt
The foreign girls he was trying to flirt
Saying, "Here girls, I′m your man"
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
But Whacker fancied his good looks
With an Isle of Man woman he was struck
The Liverpool lad was fireside
And he pegged the jar into her
Whacker thought he'd take a chance
He asked a fair one out to dance
Around the floor they stepped it out
To Whack it was no bother
Everything was going to plan
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Well the Isle of Man woman fancied Whack
But a man stood there ′til his head came back
And whack, they all whacked into Whack
Poor Whack was landed on his back
The Douglas force arrived as well
Landed a couple of belts as well
Ended up in the Douglas jail
Until the Dublin boat did sail
Deported every man
Oh the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
Yes, the craic was ninety in the Isle of Man
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