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Phil the Fluter's Ball

Celtic Thunder
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Have you heard of Phil the Fluter from the town of Ballymuck? The times were going hard for him, in fact the man was broke So he sent an invitation to his neighbours one and all As to how he'd like their company that evening at a ball And when writing out, he was careful to suggest to them That if they found a hat of his convenience to the door The more they put in whenever he requested them The better would the music be for battering the floor With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle-oh Hopping in the middle like a herrin' on the griddle-oh Up, down, hands around and cross into the wall Oh hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the Fluter's ball? There was Mr. Denis Doherty who kept the running dog There was little crooked Paddy from the terrible Lockett Bog There were boys from every barony and girls from every heart And the beautiful Miss Brady's in a private ass and cart Along with them came bouncing Mrs. Cafferty Little Mickey Mulligan was also to the fore Rose, Suzanne and Margaret Rafferty The flower of Ard-nagullian and the pride of Feitrimore With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle-oh Hopping in the middle like a herrin' on the griddle-oh Up, down, hands around and cross into the wall Oh hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the Fluter's ball? First little Mickey Mulligan got up to show them how And then the widow Cafferty steps up to take her bow "I'll dance you off your feet," says she, "as sure as you were born If you'll only make the piper play "The Hare was in the Corn" So Phil plays up to the best of his ability The ladies and the gentlemen begin to do their share "Faith then Mick, 'tis you that has agility Begorra Mrs. Cafferty, you're limping like a hare!" With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle-oh Hopping in the middle like a herrin' on the griddle-oh Up, down, hands around and cross into the wall Oh hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the Fluter's ball? With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle-oh Hopping in the middle like a herrin' on the griddle-oh Up, down, hands around and cross into the wall Oh hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the Fluter's ball? With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle-oh Hopping in the middle like a herrin' on the griddle-oh Up, down, hands around and cross into the wall Sure hadn't we the gaiety at Phil the Fluter's ball?