The Man from Mullingar

You may talk and sing and boast about your Fenians and your clans
And how the boys from County Cork beat up the Black and Tans
But I know a little codger who came out without a scar
His name is Paddy Mulligan, the man from Mullingar
The Peelers chased him out of Connemara
For beatin' up the valiant Dan O’Hara
And when he came to Ballymore, he stole the Parson’s car
And he sold it to the Bishop in the town of Castlegar
Seven hundred Peelers couldn’t match him
The Chief sent out the orders for to catch him
And when he came to Dublin Town, he stole an armoured car
And gave it to the IRA brigade in Mullingar
Well the Peelers got their orders to suppress the man on sight
So they sent for reinforcements through the county left and right
Three thousand men surrounded him, they hunted near and far
But he was with the IRA in Johnson’s motorcar
They came with tanks and armoured cars, they came with all their might
Them Peelers never counted on old Paddy’s dynamite
On the fourteenth day of April, well he blew them to July
And the name of Paddy Mulligan took half of Ireland’s pride