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| LIMERICKS by IRVING CHORALE IRELAND TRAVELERS, COMPOSED ON OUR WAY TO LIMERICK, IRELAND | ||
| There once was a choir from Irving Who traveled the roads so curving The driver was called Joe, The guide Garry, not Moe, They conquered roads unnerving! Marge Flowers and Tracy Granzin |
While burning both ends of the candle The Foundling Hospital we mandled In the garden we saw The nude statue with awe. Halleluiah! Is that Handel's handle? Robert Boyer |
The Irving Chorale was performing, When up the church aisle without warning Came a pigeon so bold Not even the vicar could scold, And everyone thought he was charming. Liz Verst |
| There once was a choir directed by Harry, Who traveled so far to the grand land of Kerry. With hearts full of song We brought Euros along To tour and make merry with our guys Joe and Garry. Carol Sullivan |
There once was a chorus from Irving Whose manner was sometimes unnerving They sing "Ching-a-ring" Some are slight "Ding-a-lings" But their passion is never unswerving Harry Wooten |
There was a young lass of Bunratty Who married a redhead named Paddy. Then came their first child Hair black, kinky & wild, And Paddy said "Who is your Daddy?" Jene Gravley |
| Ah Ireland at last, we have waited so long To tour and to visit and break out in song. With Joe at the wheel And Garry with his spiel, The prize we have won, Ding, Ding, Dong. Carol Sullivan |
There once was a conductor named Harry And to Ireland his choir did he carry. They sang with a smile Across the great Emerald Isle Under the guidance of both Joe and Garry. Donna Schardt |
There once was a teacher named Chitwood Who shopped and bought more than her Momma could. She bought food and woolen The luggage she's pullin' Now Ireland's economy is very good. Jene Gravley |
| There once was a group with a tone From the state with a star all alone. They got a bit cranky And said like a Yankee Oh please won't you pog my thoin. Unsigned (Ask any traveler for translation) |
A tour guide named Garry did sigh It is true, I never would like. When it comes to the lassies They say I'm so sassy I'm all ladies' kind of a guy. Unsigned |
There once was a tenor from Limerick Who actually could not sing a lick. He joined the Chorus But his voice was so hoarse They had to give Harry a Heimlick. Jene Gravley |
| From Irving we've come with our voices of gold, To Ireland, to sing and hear fine stories told By Garry, our Guide, And Joe, for our ride. 'Tis surely a trip in our hearts we will hold. Carol Sullivan |
There once was an Earl of Bunratty Who people say, dressed very natty. But he packed on the pounds After drinking some rounds, And now people just call him Fatty! Judy Garza with additional consultation with Robert Boyer and Kathy Gates |
| SONGS Parodies by Carol Sullivan | ||
| Ode to Joe and Gary (tune of "Love and Marriage") Joe and Gary, Joe and Gary, -- made our trip to Ireland so merry. When you're touring Erin, you will find they are so -- carin'. Try, try, try to squeeze in shopping, it's - - hard to do. Cause - when - it is time to load up, they - - - - will always hurry you. Joe and Gary, Joe and Gary, -- when you're with them, never, never tarry, In - the loo or shopping, you can't have fun, you must be done, There's only one more minute, get - on the bus, (Diddle-ee-dum-dum,) RIGHT NOW! |
Our Wild Irish Tour (tune of "My Wild Irish Rose") The Irving Chorale has come to Ireland, To tour and to sing, to buy everything, And to have a lovely time. The Irving Chorale will ne'er forget this trip; And we'll take in our hearts, the whole and the parts, That make up our Wild Irish Tour. |
When Chorale Members Tour Ireland ("When Irish Eyes Are Smiling") When Chorale members tour Ireland, Sure 'tis like a morn in Spring; With our leader, Harry Wooten, We are angels when we sing. When we go pubbing and shopping, We all seem like tourist "pros". And when guided by Joe and Gary, Sure the fellowship really grows. |
| 12 days of Ireland by Robert Boyer On our twelfth day in Ireland my true love sent to me - 12 Bawdy Stories 11 Dublin pubs 10 Celtic dancers 9 Pints of Guinness 8 Tower castles 7 Border collies 6 Celtic crosses 5 Euro coins 4 Soda breads 3 Shamrocks 2 Irish harps and Antiseptic for the Blarney Stone |
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