THE HOOLIES (Paul O Brien)
Again, this is as I remember it. I picked up many songs from my aunt Connie and my uncle Sheamy.
I remember we used to have hoolies
In the sitting room long, long ago
WHEN SHeamy would play his melodeon
And Connie would sway to and fro
We’d lay out the food in the kitchen
With the bottles of red lemonade
Large ones of stout and the mixers
And the ham and cheese sambos we’d made
They’d be chatting about the next wedding
And the oulwan that lives down the street
And the prices there charging at Bulger’s
And the size of me Auntie Anne’s feet
I remember we used……
I remember the time when a party
Was a six pack and a package of crisps
And if you were putting the boat out
You’d send someone out to get chips
Some would always come early
To make sure they’d get a good chair
We would pretend to be sleeping
And watching it all from the stairs
Noely would sing us his frog song
And Annie would flash out the gin
And some-one would ask for an oldie
Like “Twilight” or “Begin the Begin”
Plenty of songs but no dancing
Sure there wasn’t the room on the floor
And I’d be sent out to get biscuits
From Maureen’s the wee shop next door