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| A BANSHA Peeler wint won night | |
| On duty and pathrollin O, | |
| An met a goat upon the road, | |
| And tuck her for a sthroller O. | |
| Wud baynet fixed he sallied forth, | 5 |
| An caught her by the wizzen O, | |
| An then he swore a mighty oath, | |
| Ill send you off to prison O. | |
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| Oh, mercy, sir! the goat replied, | |
| Pray let me tell my story O! | 10 |
| I am no Rogue, no Ribbonman, | |
| No Croppy, Whig, or Tory O; | |
| Im guilty not of any crime | |
| Of petty or high thraison O, | |
| Im sadly wanted at this time, | 15 |
| For this is the milkin saison O. | |
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| It is in vain for to complain | |
| Or give your tongue such bridle O, | |
| Youre absent from your dwellin place, | |
| Disorderly and idle O. | 20 |
| Your hoary locks will not prevail, | |
| Nor your sublime oration O, | |
| Youll be thransported by Peels Act, | |
| Upon my information O. | |
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| No penal law did I transgress | 25 |
| By deeds or combination O. | |
| I have no certain place to rest, | |
| No home or habitation O. | |
| But Bansha is my dwelling-place, | |
| Where I was bred and born O, | 30 |
| Descended from an honest race, | |
| Thats all the trade Ive learned O. | |
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| I will chastise your insolince | |
| And violent behaviour O; | |
| Well bound to Cashel youll be sint, | 35 |
| Where you will gain no favour O. | |
| The magistrates will all consint | |
| To sign your condemnation O; | |
| From there to Cork you will be sint | |
| For speedy thransportation O. | 40 |
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| This parish an this neighbourhood | |
| Are paiceable and thranquil O; | |
| Theres no disturbance here, thank God! | |
| An long may it continue so. | |
| I dont regard your oath a pin, | 45 |
| Or sign for my committal O, | |
| My jury will be gintlemin | |
| And grant me my acquittal O. | |
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| The consequince be what it will, | |
| A peelers power Ill let you know, | 50 |
| Ill handcuff you, at all events, | |
| And march you off to Bridewell O. | |
| An sure, you rogue, you cant deny | |
| Before the judge or jury O, | |
| Intimidation with your horns, | 55 |
| An threatening me with fury O. | |
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| I make no doubt but you are dhrunk, | |
| Wud whiskey, rum, or brandy O, | |
| Or you wouldnt have such gallant spunk | |
| To be so bould or manly O. | 60 |
| You readily would let me pass | |
| If I had money handy O, | |
| To thrate you to a potheen glass | |
| Oh! its then Id be the dandy O. | |
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