The Beggar Man

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The harlot sang to the beggar-man
I meet them face to face
Conall, Cuchulain, Usna's boys
All that most ancient race
Maeve had three in an hour, they say
I adore those clever eyes
Those muscular bodies, but can get
No grip upon their thighs
Na nana na nana na
Nana na nana daday
Na nana na nana na
Nana na nana

I meet those long pale faces
Hear their great horses, then
Recall what centuries have passed
Since they were living men
That there are still some living
That do my limbs unclothe
But that the flesh my flesh has gripped
I both adore and loathe. Ho-i
Ay didly ay dil dy
Didle ay dil dy - again
Ay didly ay dil dy
Didle ay dil dy

Are those things that men adore and loathe
Their sole reality?
Who stood in the Post office
With Pearse and Connolly?
What comes out of the mountain
Where men first shed their blood?
Who thought Cuchulain till it seemed
He stood where they had stood?
Ay didly ay dil dy
Didle ay dil dy - again
Ay didly ay dil dy
Didle ay dil dy
 
Nobody like his body
Has modern woman borne
But an old man looking back on life
Imagines it in scorn
A statue's there to mark the place
By Oliver Sheppard done
So ends the tale that the harlot
Sang to the beggar-man
Ah dah dah dadah dah dah
Dadah dah da dah! Again
Ah dah dah dadah dah dah
Dadah dah da dah
One more time
Ah dah dah dadah dah dah
Dadah dah da dah
Ta dah
Ah dah dah dadah dah dah
Ah fuckit finish there

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