The Ballad of Ruby Walsh

There's Bethlehem and Cheltenham and Lourdes and Limerick Junction

The trip to Mejagori come up for the extra munction

Good people climb Croagh Patrick with serenity on their faces

But Ruby Walsh he saved me life below at the Galway Races.

Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go.

They're under starters orders, Ted Walsh is commentating,

Ruby's up on the favourite, she'll take some beating

Necks are craned and eyes are trained there's fear upon their faces

There's agony and ecstasy below at the Galway races

Hey Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go.

It's there you'll see gentility and sheep dressed up like mutton

There's double barrelled names with Mulherns on old melodeons

The talk is all of tillage of silage and corn acre

I fancy Tracy Piggott in the saddle in the enclosure

Hey Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go

Sir John Mucksavage Smythe is there with Smurfits and O'Reilly's

The owners and the trainers, the stable boys and jockeys

With silk around their arses getting up on rich men's horses

The convention wives and daughters and marriages and divorces.

Hey Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go.

There's Celtic helicopters land bank speculators,

Builders and developers, crocodiles and alligators

Soldiers of destiny their in the fields of frenzy

Their mouths wrapped round the Lamb Of God come back for the gravy,

Hey Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go.

Thursday is the ladies day and the women all look smashing

Their lashing on the lipstick Philip Tracy's all the fashion

You can see the liposuction the botox and ogmanation

Brazilian haircuts colonic irrigation,

Hey Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go.

And every one's out in Salthill for the craic and for the porter

There's bookies making odds on two flies walking up the wall

There's folk and trad there's disco karaoke and set dances

While some of us who seen better days were looking to take our chances

Hey Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go.

Their galloping down the back straight, he has her in the canter

A look at her up the jumps be Gad, she's like a ballet dancer

Over the last she hits the front the other one's going to pass her

Winner alright it's up Kildare, follow me up to Carlow

Hey Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go.

Hey Ruby hold her back, give her the craic and up she'll go