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Mull River Shuffle
The Rankin Family
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Picture this
It's fifty years ago
On a small country farm
Johnny McMasters Place
And its Friday Night
You've just finished ten hot days of back breakin labor
And the hay
The hay is finally in
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You're sitting around the kitchen table
Under the dim light of a kerosene lantern
Everyone is laughing and joking and telling stories
About their neighbors
You're half way through a bottle of
Moon Shine
And you're gettin aaalllllll fired up
For the dance
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Ladies and Gentlemen
I give you
The Mull River Shuffle
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Here comes Mister MacNeil
The fine shape that he is in
There is no telling which way he'll feel
After his twister around the bend
Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell
There's plenty of stories that they will tell
Some are born of true detail
And some are purely fiction
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Look up yonder it's old McPhee
He's having a few, he can hardly see
Wrapped his buggy around a tree
Someone call the Mounties
Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell
There's plenty of stories that they will tell
Some are born of true detail
And some are purely fiction
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Up spoke fine young Cameron
At the dance got a fearful hammerin'
Today I'll stutter and stammerin'
There'll be hell to pay come Saturday
Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell
There's plenty of stories that they will tell
Some are born of true detail
And some are purely fiction
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Danny Wright had a light
Burning bright, every night
Now waiting for the fish to bite
Along the shores of 'Cocomagh
Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell
There's plenty of stories that they will tell
Some are born of true detail
And some are purely fiction
There they stand by the door
Selling bosch by the score
Asking you to buy some more
Along the shores of 'Cocomagh
Raisin' the jar and raisin' hell
There's plenty of stories that they will tell
Some are born of true detail
And some are purely fiction
I'll go home, I'll go home
Full of the devil and full of the rum
I'll go home, I'll go home
We'll all go home in the morning
I'll go home, I'll go home
Full of the devil and full of the rum
I'll go, we'll all go in the morning
I'll go home, I'll go home
Full of the devil and full of the rum
I'll go, we'll all go in the morning
I'll go home, I'll go home
Full of the devil and full of the rum
I'll go, we'll all go in the morning
I'll go home, I'll go home
Full of the devil and full of the rum
I'll go home, I'll go home
We'll all go home in the morning
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