ARRIVALS (Paul O Brien)
You’ve just reclaimed you baggage
You didn’t plan this visit
So no-one’s waiting there
You pass on through customs
And change to Dublin time
A quick pint in arrivals
And you’ll be ticking over fine
How are ye? How is it goin?
Sure it’s great to see you Jack!
What time did you get in
When are ye goin’ back?
Your lips they touch the collar
A familiar face appears
It’s your cousin’s second cousin
You’ve avoided all these years
He claps you and the back
His mates they gather ‘round
Before you get a word in
It’s that old familiar sound
You slip down to the mammy’s
And you’ve just hung up your coat
“I’ll stick on the kettle love
You really should have wrote”
The da is watching racing
It’s Saturday afternoon
He’s has a bet on the four fifteen
His ship will come in soon
You’re milling into sausages
Then there’s someone on the ‘phone
Wondering what your doing
Are you heading into town?
There’s a session on in Hughes’
Grab your coat and you’re away
Pipes and fiddles pumping tunes
Like you never went astray