Michael Finnigan gave a ball down
at Ballymahon's old town hall.
We drove in cabs to the festive
scene. I took a couple, but I ran
between. Oh, what a gathering
we had there! Oh, what a
gathering, I declare! Patsy Sullivan
looked a wreck cuz he had a
gathering upon his neck.
Down at Finnigan's Ball!
What a night of jollity!
Dancing all around. We
were strict teetotalers, one
and all, till the cork came
out at Finnigan's Ball.
Old Miss Mullin's three score and ten.
She hadn't had a kiss since the Lord
knows when. She bought her mask
and went to the dance--covers up her
face (it was her only chance). Sat out
the dance with Mike Madoon. Out
on the stairs they began to spoon.
Spotted her face as he gave her a
kiss and said, "Heaven help the
sailors on a night like this."
Down at Finnigan's Ball--there
was Michael Cassidy
Finnigan's Ball--playing in
the band. He was so thin
and lean and small that he
fell through his trumpet at
We had supper with lots to eat.
Sure, we had the finest whisky neat!
But there was trouble in store--oh,
dear!--for Barney Flynn drank
Flanigan's beer. Mrs. Bull had some
appetite! She ate 27 buns that
night. "These buns are fine," says
Mrs. Bull. "But I couldn't eat
Down at Finnigan's Ball--little
Mrs. Rafferty! Finnigan's Ball--
promised me a dance!
But she slipped on the stairs
and had a fall and she broke
her promise at Finnegan's