Collection of Irish Song Lyrics
Hills of Connemara a.k.a. Exise Men
CHORUS
Gather up the pots and the ould tin pans
The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran
run like the devil from the Exise man in the Hills of Connemara
Keep your eyes well pealed today the exise men are on their way
lookin' for that mountain tay in the Hills of Connemara CHORUS
Mountain breezes as they blow hear them echo in the hills below
the big tall men are on the go in the Hills of Connemara CHORUS
A gallon for the butcher and a quart for Tom, a bottle for poor ould Father John
to help his prayers and hymns along in the Hills of Connemara CHORUS
Stand your ground boys it's too late, the Exise men are at the gate
Glory be to God, they're drinkin' it straight! In the Hills of Connemara CHORUS
Swing to the left and swing to the right, the Exise men will dance all night
drinkin' up the tay in the broad day light in the Hills of Connemara CHORUS
