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The Maid Of Ballincoor

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The Maid Of Ballincoor Lyrics By Pinky Nackybal- I didn't write the song with any real town in mind. I wrote it as a kind of answer-song to Townes VanZandt's "The Hole". In his song the person escapes in the end, but in mine for reasons to do with apathy and lassitude he remains where he is, resigned to his fate. My song was meant as a kind of metaphor or a reflection of a lack of decisiveness and ambition, and a tendency to let things slide.

I took a walk one morning
To the farthest edge of town
The day was just a-dawning
The frost lay on the ground
When an old hag beckoned towards me
And called me to her door
Come make the acquaintance of The Maid of Ballincoor
Come make the acquaintance of The Maid of Ballincoor

She touched me on the shoulder
And whispered in me ear
There's nothing in the world sir
To fill you full of fear
Step into me mansion now
Follow me kind sir
Persuasive was the calling of The Maid of Ballincoor
Persuasive was the calling of The Maid of Ballincoor

She led me with a lantern
'Twas dark indeed inside
And soon with something terrible
Me poor head did collide
Me mind went gently round and round
All things became a blur
I woke up on the mattress of The Maid of Ballincoor
I woke up on the mattress of The Maid of Ballincoor

I heard a voice a-callin me
From somewhere near about
In time the words she aimed towards me
I could make them out
Lie there me little corncrake!
Lie still and do not stir!
While I commandeer these britches, said The Maid of Ballincoor
While I commandeer these britches, said The Maid of Ballincoor

Well these britches that I mention boys
I never saw again
Nor the lovely overcoat
I'd had since God knows when
She made for me pajama tops
All stitched from rabbit's fur
And with that stew she nourished me The Maid of Ballincoor
And with that stew she nourished me The Maid of Ballincoor

In time I grew accustomed
To that cavern's size and shape
And though I tried me utmost
I could not escape
Confine yourself to bed, she said
What else are you good for?
Still I still resisted her The Maid of Ballincoor
Still I still resisted her The Maid of Ballincoor

And what age would you say I am?
She asked me as a tease
Says I, I've no idea
I've long lived overseas
I may look eighty-seven, she said
In fact I'm ninety-four
'Twas fairly dark in there thank God with The Maid of Ballincoor
'Twas fairly dark in there thank God with The Maid of Ballincoor

Now how do you like me cookin?
She asked me full of pride
I was never one for eating much
I quickly baldly lied
She looked at my mid-region
Like a fly at The Equator
Perhaps you need a doctor, said The Maid of Ballincoor
Perhaps you need a doctor, said The Maid of Ballincoor

And how about me maidenhead?
She asked me with a grin
And with no inclination
That particular prize to win
I said if you just resembled
The lovely Sarah Burr
Hold on I'll blow the candle out!, said The Maid of Ballincoor
Hold on I'll blow the candle out!, said The Maid of Ballincoor

She says, I know you miss your wee ones
As indeed you ought
But soon you'll see in life
Some things are better left unthought
I turned toward the candle
That threw its light on her
No shadow flickered on the wall of The Maid of Ballincoor
No shadow flickered on the wall of The Maid of Ballincoor

For fifteen years I lay in there
Sapped of all me strength
She said, Look on the bright side man
You don't pay any rent
I thought upon reflection
With this I must concur
So I fell into agreement with The Maid of Ballincoor
I fell into agreement with The Maid of Ballincoor

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