Lanigan's Ball
Another of the fast-paced songs....  Just think of it as a page-long tongue twister...  If you want, you can alternate the verses you do the chorus on.
 
In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lanigan
Battered away 'til he hadn't a pound.
His father died and made him a man again
Left him a farm and ten acres of ground.
He gave a grand party for friends and relations
Who didn't forget him when come to the wall,
And if you'll but listen I'll make your eyes glisten
Of the rows and the ructions at Lanigan's Ball.

Chorus:
Six long months I spent in Dublin,
Six long months to learn nothing at all,
Six long months I spent in Dublin,
Learning the dance for Lanigan's Ball.
She stepped out and I stepped in again,
I stepped out and she stepped in again,
She stepped out and I stepped in again,
Learning the dance for Lanigan's Ball.

Myself to be sure got free invitation,
For all the nice girls and boys I might ask,
And just in a minute both friends and relations
Were dancing 'round merry as bees 'round a cask.
Judy O'Daly, that nice little milliner,
She tipped me a wink for to give her a call,
And I soon arrived with Peggy McGilligan
Just in time for Lanigan's Ball.                     Chorus

There was lashin’s of punch & wine for the ladies,
Potatoes and cakes; there was bacon and tea,
There were all the Nolans, Dolans, O'Gradys
Courting the girls and dancing away.
Songs they went 'round as plenty as water,
"The Harp That Once Sounded In Tara's Old Hall,"
"Sweet Nelly Gray" & "The Rat Catcher's Daughter,"
All singing together at Lanigan's Ball.

They were doing all kinds of nonsensical polkas
All 'round the room in a whirligig.
Julia and I, we banished their nonsense
And tipped them the twist of a reel and a jig.
And och mavrone, how the girls got all mad at me
Danced 'til you'd think the ceiling would fall.
For I spent three weeks at Brooks' Academy
Learning new steps for Lanigan's Ball.    Chorus

The boys were all merry and the girls they were hearty
And danced all around in couples and groups,
'Til an accident happened, young Terrance McCarthy
Put his right leg through Miss Finnerty's hoops.
Poor creature she fainted, cried, ``Meelia murther,''
Called for her brothers and gathered them all.
Carmody swore that he'd go no further
Till he had satisfaction at Lanigan's Ball.       Chorus

In the midst of the row miss Kerrigan fainted,
Her cheeks at the same time as red as a rose.
Some of the lads declared she was painted,
She took a small drop too much, I suppose.
Her sweetheart, Ned Morgan, so pow’rful & able,
When he saw his fair colleen stretched out by th’ wall,
Tore the left leg from under the table
And smashed all the dishes at Lanigan's Ball.     Chorus

Boys, oh boys, 'twas then there were ructions.
Myself got a lick from big Phelim McHugh.
I soon replied to his introduction
And kicked up a terrible hullabaloo.
Old Casey, the piper, was near being strangled.
Squeezed up his pipes, bellows, chanters & all.
The girls, in their ribbons, they got all entangled
And that put an end to Lanigan's Ball.                  Chorus
 

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