They're from the town of Ballymuck.
The times were going hard for him,
in fact the man was broke.
So he sent an invitation to his neighbours,
As to how he'd like their company
he was careful to suggest to them
That if they found a hat of
his convenient to the door,
whenever he requested them,
And the better would the mu sic be
With the toot on the flute
and the twiddle on the fiddle -o
like a heron on the griddle -o
it filled the flutter's ball
There was Mr Dennis Daugherty
There was Licky, Crook and Handy
There were boys from every barony
And the beautiful Miss Brady's
in a private -assin' cart
Rose Cezanne and Margaret Rafferty
The flower of Arden -a -Gullion
and the bride of Fetchermore
With the toot on the flute
and the tweedle on the fiddle -o
like a heron on the griddle -o
it filled the flutter's ball
First little Mickey Mulligan
And then the witty Caf ferty
I'll dance you off your feet
till she assures you were born
If you'll only make the piper
play the hare was in the corn
The ladies and the gentlemen
Faith and Mick, tis you that has agility
you're limping like a hare
With the toot on the flute
and the twiddle on the fiddle -o
like a heron on the griddle -o
And with a giddy it filled the flutist's ball
and a twiddle on the fiddle -o
like a heron on the griddle -o
And with a giddy it filled the
and a twiddle on the fiddle -o
like a heron on the griddle -o
Sure hadn't we the gaiety
at Filbert's Looters' Ball?