by Caroline Bracken
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- Me Da was a racin’ and bettin’ man,
On any day ‘cept for Stephens’.
Binoculars, badges, hat, sheepskin,
Me Da was a racin’ and bettin’ man.
Was he winner all right or also ran?
Me Da was a pint and a chaser man,
Drink nearly got the better of him.
Pressed into me fist a silver shillin’.
Me Da was a pint and a chaser man.
First up to the bar with an outstretched hand.
Me Da was a pipe and a paper man,
His chair was for readin’ and eatin’.
Wouldn’t miss the News for anythin’.
Me Da was a pipe and a paper man.
Are you all right there? Sure I’m grand.
Me Da was a buyin’ and sellin’ man,
Left the brothers behind at fourteen.
Travelled from Cobh to Gurtaheen.
Me Da was a buyin’ and sellin’ man.
Knew every road like the back of his hand.
- Me Da was a racin’ and bettin’ man,
