The Limb Of The Law Brian O'Higgins
You can tell
by my feet I'm a limb of the law The people of Dublin for me have no gra; The hiss me and boo me when I pass them by, "Sinn
Fein", "Up the rebels" you'll hear them all cry. Now you may think that's bad, but there's one thing that's worse This
grand Irish language on my soul 'tis a curse. Wid' their yibberin and yabberin like an old asses' bray, The Castle expects
me to know what they say,
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With "Ochone" and "Mo Bhroin" you'll hear them all say "An dtuigeann
tu me?" and "Sinn Fein, hooray!" "Is doigh liom go bhfuil is doigh liom nach e" "Ach ta me ag foghlaim na Gaeilge."
Now
I've a friend on the force and he's courting a cook And what do you know but she bought him a book, With Irish on this
side and English on that. So small I could carry it round in my hat. Oh first learn the letters and then the whole phrase. I'll
have it all off in a couple of days. Then their yibberin and yabberin I'11 soon understand. Such larnification will
stagger the land.
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Now this book I procured and to learn I must try "An bhfuil me?" means "Are you?",
"An bhfu'il tu?" means "Am I?" "Is doigh liom", I think that I do understand "Mo lamh" is my foot and "Mo chluas" is
my hand. "Ta me ag foghlaim", I'm learning, you see If I keep on like this, an inspector I'll be. I'm getting so
big that I don't know the cat, My head is two sizes too large for my hat.
Chorus Now with larnification I'm bloody
near dead, I lie on the floor 'cause I can't lie in bed I am walking and talking when I'm fast asleep. When I hear
"Up the rebels! " my flesh starts to creep My friends all have left me, I've now just a few I'm walking around like
a wandering Jew '
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