Neck Blue Skies Over Nenagh Lyrics

Oh we left our homes in London Town
in the last few days of May,
over the sea, Tipperary-bound,
in auld Ireland for to play...

The famous, boring Arsenal
had just won the F.A.Cup,
"It must be true," said Mr. Magoo,
"that my fortunes are looking-up!"

So we piled the gear in the Transit Van,
for to get the boat to Cork,
& we got so pissed upon the ship,
we could hardly shaggin' walk.

[Bridge]
Oh, the clouds have gone, the future's bright,
though the pressure's on, we'll be alright,
through storms & doubt, we'll boldly face it out,

[Chorus]
For we've found BLUE SKIES OVER NE-NAGH,
For we've found BLUE SKIES OVER NE-NAGH,

We moved into the cottage old,
with a roof of shite 'n' straw,
with his haunting, stern-faced ancestors staring at us from the walls.

Twenty 'Tans' lay in a shallow grave,
a few yards down the Boreen,
but we couldn't care less 'cause in the press
lay ten bottles of poitín!

[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Middle-8]
When we finally got to Dublin Town,
then we really had a ball,
but despite the excess we did impress
when we kicked-arse at Tramore!

All the folk in Nenagh's pubs & bars
showed us all a rare auld craic,
& though one remained in Borrisokane
these wild geese, we had come back.

& it weren't just booze with those country girls,
half the band were 'on the job',
- we only did one song in the whole two weeks,
& Magoo puked on the dog!

[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Outro]
& we found BLUE SKIES OVER NE-NAGH!