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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shane MacGowan & The Popes
Shane MacGowan & The Popes
Vocals
Bob Dowling
Bob Dowling
Background Vocals
Daniel Heatley
Daniel Heatley
Drums
Paul McGuinness
Paul McGuinness
Background Vocals
Berni France
Berni France
Bass
Kieran Kiely
Kieran Kiely
Accordion
Tom McManamon
Tom McManamon
Banjo
Johnny Myers
Johnny Myers
Fiddle
Sarah Jane Tuff
Sarah Jane Tuff
Alto Saxophone
Jeremy Max Finer
Jeremy Max Finer
Banjo
Bernard Noël McKenna
Bernard Noël McKenna
Banjo
Brian David Robertson
Brian David Robertson
Guitar
Johnny Depp
Johnny Depp
Guitar
Kieran O'Hagan
Kieran O'Hagan
Guitar
Rick Trevan
Rick Trevan
Tenor Saxophone
Paul Taylor
Paul Taylor
Trombone
Dick Cuthell
Dick Cuthell
Trumpet
Tomás Lynch
Tomás Lynch
Uilleann Pipes
Colm O'Maonlaí
Colm O'Maonlaí
Whistle
Peter Richard Stacy
Peter Richard Stacy
Whistle
John Sheahan
John Sheahan
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane MacGowan
Shane MacGowan
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Dickie
Chris Dickie
Engineer
Darren Westbrook
Darren Westbrook
Engineer
Niall Flynn
Niall Flynn
Engineer
Richard Rainey
Richard Rainey
Engineer
Steve Musters
Steve Musters
Engineer
Steve Brown
Steve Brown
Mixing Engineer
Dave Jordan
Dave Jordan
Producer

Lyrics

Who dares to speak of Donegal He kicks the bars and in the balls The harp that played in Tara's halls Is burning on the dump Virginia is a gin town Belturbet is a sin town All the boys from Skintown are in England on the lump Got pissed in Letterkenny With darlin' sportin' Jenny Spent me very last penny and we made it in the press The husband caught me in the bed He tried to shoot me in the head Had to swim the stream to get the Donegal Express Kahaya! You fuckk! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh As sure as I'm Father Emmett Got a King Dong down me Semmett As any girl will tell you From Cavan down to Clare Back in sweet Virginia In the toilet with Lavinia I nearly fucked her brains out And tore her party dress A shit, a shave, a shower A half a point of powers Then off again to get on board The Donegal Express Kahaya! You fuck! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Kahaya! You fuck! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh Fol-diddle-dee-ahh
Writer(s): Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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