Karaoké The Transit Van One For The Road & Seamus Moore

Margret thatcher talkin' on TV

Looks so sincere as she says to me

There'd be no unemployment if you all use a bit of initiative

I was on the dole

I was broke and bored

Says Aye I'll take her at her word

Got a loan from a credit union man and I bought me self a transit van

The next step up the ladder now

I bought me self an old fat sow

Crossed the border quite legally

Collected a common market subsidy

Signed all the form and gave back the pen

Signed all the form and gave back the pen

Smuggled a sow back home again

Smuggled a sow back home again

Ten times a day I'd work this plan

Ten times a day I'd work this plan

Me self, the sow and the transit van

Travel sickness and the sow picked up

Says Aye it's time to diversify

Took all me money from the biscuit tin

Filled the van to the roof with whiskey and gin

Around the south my wares I'd sell in public houses and hotels

There never was a guard nor a customs man put his nose inside the transit van

Festivals

Fleadhs and fair

If the craic was good you'd find me there

At all big matches in Croke park

I danced to Springsteen in the dark

I fought with the tinkers in Ballinasloe

I fought with the tinkers in Ballinasloe

I danced in the streets around Listowel

I danced in the streets around Listowel

Mothers had their daughters warned

Mothers had their daughters warned

Keep well away from the transit van

It bein' lent and the drink trade slow

I changed to carryin' video

While on the road to Ballybay met a customs roadblock on me way

Faced the border I got her turned

The engine roared and the tires burned

Five patrol cars fully maned were in hot pursuit of the transit van

Through Clontibret I did go

I was headin' for the county Mayo

Around a corner I hit a dog

Went over a ditch

Landed in the bog

Sat on a bank

Sat on a bank

Watched all I owned

Watched all I owned sinkin' in the bog hole like a stone

She was lyin' on the roof the wheels still turnin'

Lyin' on the roof the wheels still turnin'

The stereo playin'

One For the Road

Now I'm back where I first began

No job, no money but I've a plan

There's a girl down in Castlebar

She can hold me future in her hand

She doesn't look like a film star but she's been tellin' me about her dad

He has no property or land but he has two sows

But he has two sows and a transit van and a transit van

The Queen of England

The Queen of England drives a Rolls Royce car drives a Rolls Royce car

Her son Charlie drives a Jaguar

Jaguar

But when the pope came to Ireland

Like me self and One For the Road

We drove around in a transit van

We drove around in a transit van

Beep beep

Beep beep

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