God Woman

She spent seven days creating The World, The Sun, The Moon and The Stars

Then The Plough and The Milky Way, Jupiter and Mars

Takin' a bone from her ribcage she carved a fine cut of a man

Dropped him in where The Seven Springs flow into The Pollardstown Fen

'Go forth; sez she, 'me darling boy, go forth in the name of God'

What better place to begin mo bhuachaillin then below in The Yellow Bog

God Woman, God Woman

On a beautiful hill near Clongorey he built a beehive cell

Where he contemplated Limbo as he drank from Saint Bridgid's Well

He recited the Sorrowful Mysteries, said Mass at the High Cross of Moone

Traumatisin' himself with terrible thoughts of eternal damnation and doom

He began to break up the bordellos, to smash all the poitin stills

Frothing at the mouth as he ranted, 'yiz'II all burn in Hell for your sins'

DijxIented by loneliness the poor man could not sleep

All he had for company was altar boys and sheep

'Til one night after devotions he met up with a mot from Coill Dubh

On the bog road down by Clogherinka she whispered the secrets of love

After spendin' all night in the furze bush he emerged a fully fledged man

Took Bedelia back home to the beehive to polish up his auld pots and pans

They danced and danced to the music, to the sound of the Angelus bell

They boogied and jived around the beehive as they danced between Heaven and Hell