The Craic Was Ninety In The Isle Of Man

Christy Moore

Weren't we, The rare ould stock, Spent the evening gettin' locked In the Ace of Hearts, Where the high stools were engaging Over the Butt bridge, Down be the dock, And the boat she sailed at five o'clock Hurry lads, Says Whack, Or before we're there, We'll all be back Carry him if you can, Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man Before we reached the Alexander Base, The ding dong we did surely raise In the bar of the ship, We had great sport As the boat she sailed out from the port Landed up in the Douglas Head, Enquirin' for a vacant bed In the dining room, Got shown, By a decent woman up the road Lads, Bate it if ya can, Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man Next morning went for a ramble round, And saw the sights a Douglas Town Then we went for a mighty session, In a pub they call Dick Darbys All got drunk be half past three, To sober up, Went swimming in the sea Back to the digs for the spruce up, And while waitin' for the rosie We all drew up our plan, Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man That night we went to the Texas Bar, And came back down be horse and car Met Big Jim and we all went in, To drink some wine in Yates's The Liverpool girls, It was said, Were all to be met in The Douglas Head McShane was there in a tie and shirt, With the foreign girls he was tryin' to flirt Sayin', Hey girls I'm yer man, Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man Whacker fancied his good looks, With an Isle of Man woman he was struck The Liverpool lad was by her side, As he was throwin' the jar into her Whacker thought he'd take a chance, So he asked the quare wan out to dance Round the floor they stepped it out, To Whack it was no bother Everythin' was goin' ta plan, Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man The Isle of Man woman fancied Whack Yer man stood there, 'Til his heads came back And whack, They all whacked inta Whack, And Whack was landed on his back The Douglas force arrived as well, Landed a couple a belts as well And ended up in the Douglas Jail, Until the Dublin boat did sail Deported every man, Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man