and I tell you now what I shall do,
I’ll paint from my palate and sing you the ballad
of one Michaleen Oge Perue!
Who would hide all his gold in his crock,
And if by some chance you might catch him a glance,
His shillelagh might give you a knock!
And blasted off into the blue
There is no comparing to one so daring
as Michaleen Oge Perue!
and for further adventures he sought,
for his name to soar among legend and lore,
and then into his head came this thought:
But what a grand thing, now, to fly!
Now, an aeroplane is just too mundane,
I shall catch me a star from the sky!”
And blasted off into the blue
There is no comparing to one so daring
as Michaleen Oge Perue!
On a rocket ship there on the pad,
But he learned with a whistle, he rode on a missile,
And things went to worse, from bad!
And with a wail of wild despair,
He grabbed two flat things and he used them like wings
And jumped off over County Kildaire!
But what a story to tell, he had,
As he goes roamin’ throughout all the gloamin’,
Of his adventure there on the pad!
And blasted off into the blue
There is no comparing to one so daring
as Michaleen Oge Perue!