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I am a rovin' hackler lad
My name is Pat McDonald
and my age is eighty -four
Beloved and well -respected
by my neighbours one and all
I would like to stray
round Lavey and Grouse Hall
When I was young I danced and sung
and drank strong whisky too
the Peelers had no call
Round Sweet Stradone
I used to go from town to town
for hackling was my trade
the youth would always call
how very much the times have changed
of late Coercion, that was all,
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they're out with dealers on their bait
the greatest crime of all
Is busy too with the casserole,
he wanders night and day
He'll take a goat,
I'll buy the throat for one to better pray
he'll swear you're drunk,
though you've had none at all
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since he came to Grouse Hall
It was on pretence of his offence,
he dragged me off to jail,
Alone to dwell in a cold cell,
like bedsit runs for vengeance call,
He rue'd the day he dragged away
the hackler from Rosehall.
He run't hell -bell down into hell
to search for Pudge in there,
And won't be loath to swear an oath
sheets, blankets, tick and all
Come, old and young,
clear up your lung
and sing this little song
Come join with me and let them
I'll always give a prayer for his downfall
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