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Dare From Kildare

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Dare From Kildare Lyrics. This was originally written for Gordon Payne a friend of mine who, in addition to being fairly important in Civil Engineering, was the Geordie front man of a North-east based Irish Folk Band.  Gordon was a mountain of a man who would be more easily be taken for a Viking than an Irish Folk Singer and this, combined with his Geordie accent (peppered with “to be sures”and “atall, atall, atalls”) placed him firmly at the forefront of the ‘Plastic Paddies’ (except, perhaps, for the multitudes in Boston & New York) ©Peter Afendoulis:  Recorded on the Album “There’s only on ‘F’ in Afendoulis” Folkland Records – FL0108
Well, I call meself ‘Dare’ from the County Kildare
But in Ireland I’ve never set foot
I was born by a mine, near Newcastle on Tyne
But I soon scraped the coal from me boot

For I vowed that the coal, I’d not dig like a mole
But, instead, I would carry the hod
So I called meself ‘Dare’ from the County Kildare
And made Robert McAlpine me god

Sure a navvy I’d be but a gaffer told me
‘Twas Irishmen only worked there
So I shouts “Hey Paddy!” to the man on the crane
And the voice answered back “Hello dere!”

Now I’ve worked on construction jobs all of me life
From Glasgow down to Cheddar Gorge
And ask anyone there and they’ll tell you that ‘Dare’
Is a Paddy who talks like a George

And sure when I’ve died, you can cut up me hide
For me heart I don’t mind being seen
It’s got “Wimpey Forever!” written across it
In letters of emerald green
When they hear in Kildare, though I’ve never been there
There’ll be mourning throughout the whole land
And they’ll all say a prayer for the lad they called ‘Dare’
Who now sits at McAlpine’s right hand

The tune of the song is the same as Biddy Mulligan

   
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