The Turfman from Ardee
For the sake of health I took a walk
day at early dawn.
I met a jolly turfman as I slowly jogged
The kindest salutations passed between himself and
When first I got acquainted with the turfman from Ardee.
We chatted very freely as we jogged along the
Said he 'Me ass is tired, and I want to sell my
For I've had no refreshment since I left home you
I'm wearied out with traveling.' said the Turfman from
'Your cart is racked and worn, my friend, your ass
is very old,
It must be twenty summers since that animal was
'He was yoked in a trap when I was born, September
And he cantered for the midwife.' said the Turfman from
'I own my cart, it must be made of the very best of
I believe it was in use in the time of Noah's flood.
axle never wanted grease but one year out of three.
It's a real
old Carrick axle.' said the Turfman from Ardee
'I often do abuse the beast with this old hazel
Although I own I never did drive poor old Jack
The harness now that's on his back was made by John
Who's dead these two and forty years.' said the Turfman
We talked about our country's woes and how we were
The man we sent to Parliament to get our wrongs
'Sure all these politicians are nothing else you
but led by bloomin' humbug.' said the Turfman from Ardee.
Just then I heard a female voice that I knew very
Politely asking this old man his load of turf to sell.
shook that horny hand of his and bowed respectfully,
In hopes to
meet some future day the Turfman from Ardee.