Speaking on the subject of ‘Clocks’ as we did recently HERE; please listen to and enjoy yet another Irish folk song about another type of ticking ‘Clock’. Enough said.
The Auld Alarm Clock
Vocals – Irish singer, folk musician and actor, the great, late Ronnie Drew. (1934 – 2008).
Tune – “The Garden Where The Praties Grow”.
Lyric Writer – Unknown
The Auld Alarm Clock.
When first I came to London in the year of 39,
The city looked so wonderful and the girls were so divine,
But the coppers got suspicious and they soon gave me the knock.
I was charged with being the owner of an auld alarm clock.Oh next morning, down be Marlborough Street, I caused no little stir.
The I.R.A were busy and the telephones did burr.
Said the judge, “I’m going to charge you, with the possession of this machine,
And I’m also going to charge you, with the wearing of the Green”.And said I to him, “Your honour, if you’ll give me half a chance,
I’ll show you how me small machine can make the peelers dance.
It ticks away politely till you get an awful shock,
And it ticks away the gelignite on me auld alarm clock”.Said the judge, “Now, listen here my man, and I’ll tell you of our plan.
For you and all your countrymen I do not give a damn.
The only time you’ll take is mine: ten years in Dartmoor dock,
And you can count it by the ticking of your auld alarm clock”.Now this lonely Dartmoor city would put many in the jigs.
The cell, it isn’t pretty and it isn’t very big.
Sure, I’d long ago have left the place if I had only got,
Ah, me couple of sticks of ‘geliginite’ and me auld alarm clock.END.
A NICE ONE