hills of connemara

• guzel bir gaelic storm parcasi. dans etmegi istegini korukler. ayrica ne tarafa dustugunu bilmem bu daglarin.
• bir irlanda halk şarkısı. söz konusu connemara, irlanda'nın^* galway bölgesinde, yani orta batısında yer alan, deniz kıyısında bir yöredir.
  
  sözleri:
  
  gather up the pots and the old tin cans
  the mash, the corn, the barley and the bran.
  run like the devil from the excise man
  keep the smoke from rising, barney.
  
  keep your eyes well peeled today
  the excise men are on their way
  searching for the mountain tay
  in the hills of connemara.
  
  swinging to the left, swinging to the right
  the excise men will dance all night
  drinkin' up the tay till the broad daylight
  in the hills of connemara
  
  gather up the pots and the old tin cans
  the mash, the corn, the barley and the bran.
  run like the devil from the excise man
  keep the smoke from rising, barney.
  
  a gallon for the butcher and a quart for john
  and a bottle for poor old father tom
  just to help the poor old dear along
  in the hills of connemara.
  
  stand your ground, for it's too late
  the excise men are at the gate.
  glory be to paddy, but they're drinkin' it straight
  in the hills of connemara
  
  gather up the pots and the old tin cans
  the mash, the corn, the barley and the bran.
  run like the devil from the excise man
  keep the smoke from rising, barney.
  
  gather up the pots and the old tin cans
  the mash, the corn, the barley and the bran.
  run like the devil from the excise man
  keep the smoke from rising, barney.