Twas down by BranniganŽs Corner, one morning I did stray.
I met a fellow rebel, and to me he did say,
"WeŽve orders from the captain to assamble at Dunbar,
But how are we to get there, without a motor car?"

"Oh Barney dear, be of good cheer, IŽll tell you what weŽll do.
The specials they are plentiful, the IRA are few,
WeŽll send a wire to Johnson to meet us at Stranlar
And weŽll give the boys a bloody good ride in JohnsonŽs Motor Car"

When Dr. Johnson heard the news he soon put on his shoes
He says this is an urgent case, there is no time to lose,
He then put on his castor hat and on his breast a star
You could hear the din all through Glenfin of JohnsonŽs Motor Car

But when he got to the railway bridge, some rebels he saw there
Old Johnson knew the game was up, for at him they did stare
He said "I have a permit, to travel near and far."
"To hell with your English permit, we want your motor car."

"What will my loyal brethren think, when he hear the news,
My car has been commandeered, by the rebels at Dunluce."
"WeŽll give you a receipt for it, all signed by Captain Barr.
And when Ireland gets her freedom, boy, youŽll get your motor car."

Well we put that car in motion and filled it to the brim,
With guns and bayonets shining which made old Johnson grim,
And Barney hoisted a Sinn Fein flag, and it fluttered like a star,
And we gave three cheers for the IRA and JohnsonŽs Motor Car.


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