My Great Grandfather was a Mullingar man..
You may talk and write and boast about your
Fenians and your clans,
And how the boys from County Cork beat up the Black and Tan.
And view a little codger who came out without a scar.
His name is Paddy Mulligan, the man from
Mullingar.
The
Peelers chased him out of
Connemara,
For beatin' up the valiant Dan O'Hara.
And when he came to Ballymoney, he stole the Parson's car,
And he sold it to the Bishop in the town of
Castlebar.
Seven hundred Peelers couldn't catch him.
The Chieftain paid the army for to catch him.
And when he came to
Dublin Town, he stole an armoured car
And sold it to the IRA brigade in Mullingar.
Well the
Peelers got their orders to suppress the man on sight.
So they sent for reinforcements through the county left and right.
Three thousand men surrounded him, they hunted near and far.
But he was with the
IRA in
Johnston's Motor Car.
The Peelers chased him out of
Connemara,
For beatin' up the valiant Dan O'Hara.
And when he came to Ballymore, he stole the Parson's car,
And he sold it to the Bishop in the town of
Castlegar.
Seven hundred Peelers couldn't match him.
The Chieftain paid the army for to catch him.
And when he came to
Dublin Town, he stole an armoured car
And sold it to the IRA brigade in Mullingar.
They came with tanks and armoured cars, they came with all their might.
Them Peelers never counted on old Paddy's dynamite.
On the fourteenth day of April, well he blew them to July.
And the name of Paddy Mulligan took half of Ireland's pride.
