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Shane Macgowan And The Popes

Genres: Rock

Donegal Express Lyrics - Shane Macgowan And The Popes

Who dares to speak of Donegal 

You get kicks in the bars and kicks in the balls 

The harp that played in Tara's halls 

Is burning on the dump 

 

Virginia is a gin town 

Belturbot is a sin town 

And all the boys from Skintown 

Are in England on the lump 

 

Got pissed in Letterkenny 

With darlin' sportin' Jenny 

Spent me very last penny 

And we made it in the press 

 

The husband caught me in the bed 

Tried to shoot me in the head 

Had to swim the stream to get 

The Donegal Express 

 

Kahaya! You fuck! 

Come Hell of high water 

I might have fucked your Missus 

But I never fucked your daughter 

 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

 

As sure as I'm Father Emmett 

I've a King Dong down me Semmett 

As any girl will tell you 

From Cavan down to Clare 

 

Back in sweet Virginia 

In the toilet with Lavinia 

I nearly fucked her brains out 

And tore her party dress 

 

A shit, a shave, a shower 

And half a pint of powers 

Then off again to get on board 

The Donegal Express 

 

Kahaya! You fuck! 

Come Hell of high water 

I might have fucked your Missus 

But I never fucked your daughter 

 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

 

Kahaya! You fuck! 

Come Hell of high water 

I might have fucked your Missus 

But I never fucked your daughter 

 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh 

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