The Races of Killadoon-Lyrics and recording by Brendan Shine

The Races Of Killadoon

If you ever visit Louisburgh in the summer time of year,

there isn’t a finer place to go for contentment and good cheer,

I was there a couple of years ago and I’m going back there

soon, cause I cannot forget all the thrills I got at the Races of

Killadoon.

There were tired ould nags and sleepy hags, there were fillies fine

and stout, the three o’clock race did not take place as the tide had

not gone out. The next event was a novelty, twas the ladies egg

and spoon, I bet on a grey but she lost her way at the Races of

Killadoon.

There were Connamara ponies there, the finest ever seen,

there were jockeys there from everywhere,

with their colours red and green,

the pride of Kinnadoohey and the best of Cregganbawn,

the roar of the crowd was extremely loud,

as they cheered their hero’s on.

There were tired ould nags and sleepy hags, there were fillies fine

and stout, the three o’clock race did not take place as the tide had

not gone out. The next event was a novelty, twas the ladies egg

and spoon, I bet on a grey but she lost her way at the Races of

Killadoon.

I took a fancy to a nag that came from Letterfrack,

she was fine and trim and strong of limb,

and she looked the thing to back,

she was galloping grand across the strand,

when misfortune came too soon,

what a terrible farce she fell on her arse, at the Races of Killadoon.

There were tired ould nags and sleepy hags, there were fillies fine

and stout, the three o’clock race did not take place as the tide had

not gone out. The next event was a novelty, twas the ladies egg

and spoon, I bet on a grey but she lost her way at the Races of

Killadoon.

So it’s back I’ll go when the summer comes,

to view the scene once more,

for the ponies and the donkeys races along the sandy shore,

I’ll bring me ould accordion and I’ll play a merry tune,

I’ll join in the fun and then I’ll be one of the crowd,

at the Races of Killadoon.

There were tired ould nags and sleepy hags, there were fillies fine

and stout, the three o’clock race did not take place as the tide had

not gone out. The next event was a novelty, twas the ladies egg

and spoon, I bet on a grey but she lost her way at the Races of

Killadoon.