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Are Ye Right There, Michael?

Are Ye Right There, Michael?

(Percy French, 1902)

You may talk of Columbus's sailing

Across the Atlantical sea

But he never tried to go railing

From Ennis as far as Kilkee

You may run for the train in the mornin'

The excursion TRAIN starting at eight

You're there when the clock gives the warnin'

And there for an hour you'll wait

(Spoken)

And as you're waiting in the train

You'll hear the guard sing this refrain

"Are ye right there, Michael? Are ye right?

Do you think that we'll be there before the night?

Ye've been so long in startin'

That you couldn't say for sartin' (certain)

Still ye might now, Michael, so ye might!"

They find out where the engine's been hiding

And it drags you to Sweet Corofin

Says the guard "Back her down on the siding

There's the goods from Kilrush coming in"

Perhaps in comes in in two hours

Perhaps it breaks down on the way

"If it does," says the guard, "by the powers

We're here for the rest of the day"

(Spoken)

And while you sit and curse your luck

The train backs down into a truck

"Are ye right there, Michael? Are ye right?

Have ye got the parcel there for Mrs. White

Ye haven't, Oh begorra

Say it's comin' down tomorra

And it might now, Michael, so it might!"

At Lahinch the sea shines like a jewel

With joy you are ready to shout,

When the stoker cries out "There no fuel

And the fire's taytotally out.

"But hand up that bit of log there

I'll soon have ye out of the fix

There's a fine clamp of turf in the bog there

And the rest go a-gatherin' sticks

(Spoken)

And while you're breakin' bits of trees

You'll hear some wise remarks like these

"Are you right there, Michael? Are ye right?

Do ye think that ye can get the fire to light?"

"Oh, an hour you'll require

For the turf it might be drier"

"Well it might now, Michael, so it might!"

Kilkee! Oh you never get near it!

You're in luck if the train brings you back

For the permanent way is so queer

It spends most of it's time off the track

Uphill the old engine is climbin'

While the passengers push with a will

You're in luck when you reach Ennistymon

For all the way home is down hill

So we might now Michael so we might.

(That's all I have.....I'm presuming that these come next....)

"Are you right there, Michael, are ye right?

Do you think that we'll be there before it's light?"

"Tis all dependin' whether

The ould engine howlds together -"

"And it might now, Michael, so it might!"

Are you right there Michael are you right?

Do you think we'll make it home before the night

Ah, with all the stoppin' and startin'

Sure you never can be certain,