88 - Poor Old Horse
Words: TraditionalTune: Traditional
They say, old man, your horse will die
And they say so, and we hope so
They say, old man, your horse will die
Oh poor old horse
And if he dies then we’ll tan his hide
And they say so, and we hope so
Aye and if he dies then we’ll tan his hide
Oh poor old horse
And if he lives then we’ll ride again
And they say so, and we hope so
Aye and if he lives then we’ll ride again
Oh poor old horse
He’s as dead as a nail in the lamp room floor
And they say so, and we hope so
He’s as dead as a nail in the lamp room floor
Oh poor old horse
Aye and he won’t bother us no more
And they say so, and we hope so
Aye and he won’t bother us no more
Oh poor old horse
It’s mahogany beef and the weevily bread
And they say so, and we hope so
It’s mahogany beef and the weevily bread
Oh poor old horse
Just one more pull and that will do
And they say so, and we hope so
For we’re the lads to kick her through
Oh poor old horse
We’ll rop him down with a long, long rope
And they say so, and we hope so
Where the sharks’ll have his body and the devil take his soul!
O, poor old horse