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Happy Birthday, Writing_Irish!

Discussion in 'Anything goes' started by sportschick, Feb 11, 2008.

  1. sportschick

    sportschick Active Member

    May you find somebody to feedbag today :-* :-* :-* :-*
  2. snort some asscrack for me ...

    Happy Birthday ...
  3. Chi City 81

    Chi City 81 Guest

    Breithla sona duit, Irish!
  4. Jeremy Goodwin

    Jeremy Goodwin Active Member

    Happy birthday, W_I.
  5. mike311gd

    mike311gd Active Member

    Dude, you're smart.

    Happy birthday.
  6. Cadet

    Cadet Guest

    Feliz cumpleano!
  7. Angola!

    Angola! Guest

    happy birthday. i'm in balmorhea, hopefully you're somewhere as cool!
  8. writing irish

    writing irish Active Member

    Just now saw this thread. Thanks, all! This place kicks ass in so many ways.

    And yes, I'm working now, but I did enjoy some feed bag activity earlier this afternoon. No ass crack, though.

    And 'Gola, I wish I were in Balmorhea. Nothing to swim in around here but muddy, seasonal wetlands.
  9. zeke12

    zeke12 Guest

    Here's a Slainte! Joe and and Erin Go just for you, Irish.
  10. imjustagirl

    imjustagirl Active Member



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  11. writing irish

    writing irish Active Member

    Thanks, IJAG! All a guy needs for a fun evening. It's Jen's birthday, too.

    Zeke, that post calls for the full song lyrics. Love this tune because, while I'm proud of my heritage, I'm very grateful to have been born on this side of the ocean.

    "The Body of an American"

    The Cadillac stood by the house
    And the yanks they were within
    And the tinker boys they hissed advice
    "Hot-wire her with a pin!"
    We turned and shook as we had a look
    In the room where the dead men lay
    So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip
    To the home where his fathers lay

    Fifteen minutes later
    We had our first taste of whiskey
    There was uncles giving lectures
    On ancient Irish history
    The men all started telling jokes
    And the women they got frisky
    By five o'clock in the evening
    Every bastard there was pisskey

    Fare thee well going away
    Theres nothing left to say
    Farewell to New York City boys
    To Boston and PA
    He took them out
    With a well-aimed clout
    He was often heard to say
    I'm a free born man of the USA

    He fought the champ in Pittsburgh
    And he slashed him to the ground
    He took on Tiny Tartanella
    And it only went one round
    He never had no time for reds
    For drink or dice or whores
    And he never threw a fight
    Unless the fight was right
    So they sent him to the war

    Fare the well gone away
    Theres nothing left to say
    With a slainte Joe and Erin go
    My love's in Amerikay
    The calling of the rosary
    Spanish wine from far away
    I'm a free born man of the USA

    This morning on the harbour
    When I said goodbye to you
    I remember how I swore
    That I'd come back to you one day
    And as the sunset came to meet
    The evening on the hill
    I told you I'd always love you
    I always did and I always will

    Fare thee well gone away
    Theres nothing left to say
    'cept to say adieu
    To your eyes as blue
    As the water in the bay
    And to big Jim Dwyer
    The man of wire
    Who was often heard to say
    I'm a free born man of the USA!
  12. wickedwritah

    wickedwritah Guest

    Happy birthday, w_i. You'll always be on blast to me.
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