Love Poem: Pride of American Cousin
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Written by: Ian Foley

Pride of American Cousin

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The draper shop in Drumshanbo town was busy on the day
The girls were moving bales of cloth and packing shelves away
Are you allowed to dance tonight Jackie's hall we all can sway
It's a ceili Band of Shan-a-han their good to dance and play
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Dadddy's working late the pit and Sunday mass must go
The night before this dance you talk a condition don't you know
I will my mother announce to her and mammy will promote
My dress is paid and shelf a laid I'll take now then she wrote

Home that evening gay and trip the thatch upon the hill
Daddy home descends the thrown and says no way you will
Sad and cry by tears to sill and wipe them with the net
A car a pilot steps on out and walks the lane we met 

American Uniform proud and boast a cousin from the states
Oh ! Daddy dear please come come here I beg it's not too late 
Well fair enough a chaparone took, be home by midnight moon 
Oh ! Daddy dear I love you here and Mammy stirred the spoon

Into the dance a pride so strong all girls with jaws a dropp
A stunning man she said at hand an accent slightly lopped
I know that day my mother say one day I'll marry him 
But Daddy knows as cousins go not possible a sin

(Snippet of a story involving my mother in 1940s -West of Ireland)