Garngad’s Irish Bhoy
¶ 1
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There was great excitement,
Filled with pleasure and joy,
Songs were sung in harmony
Of Garngad’s Irish Bhoy.
¶ 2
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Children ran through the street
Relating the news, expanding the story.
How Celtic won again at Parkhead,
From goal after goal from James McGrory.
¶ 3
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A football pitch would be outlined
On a cobblestone street,
Were the sons of Irish immigrants
Played with the poorest of shoes on their feet.
¶ 4
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They played until darkness fell,
Or when the rain tore at their souls.
But they told their mothers, told their fathers,
How they scored a James McGrory goal.
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