I've been to a great many places,
And wonderful sights I've seen
From Agernavoe to Ballinasloe
And back to Ballyporeen.
But when they talk of the town that
Over the ocean lie
When they say to me, 'Pat,
what do you think of that?'
I up and says, says I-
CHORUS:
"I suppose you've not been to Drumcolliher?
Ye haven't? Well now I declare,
You must wait till you've been to Drumcolliher
And see the fine place we have there.
There's only one street in Drumcolliher,
But then 'tis a glory to see:
Ye may talk till You're dumb, but give me old Drum,
For Drum is the place for me."
They tell me there's Isles of the Ocean
By India's golden shore,
Where life all day long is a beautiful song,
With flowers and fruits galore;
They tell me the sun does be shining,
With never a cloud in the sky
But when they have done with their clouds and their sun
I up and I says, says I
CHORUS:
"I suppose you've not been to Drumcolliher?
Ye haven't? Well now I declare.
You must wait till you've been to Drumcolliher
And seen the fine sun we have there.
There's only one sun in Drumcolliher,
And then 'tis a glory to see;
You may talk till you're dumb, but give me old Drum,
For Drum is the place for me."
"I was over in London quite lately,
I gave King Edward a call;
Says the butler, "He's out, he isn't about,
An' I don't see his hat in the hall;
But if you would like to look round, sir,
I think you will have to say,
Apartments like these are not what one sees
In your country every day."
CHORUS:
Says I, "Have ye's been to Drumcolliher?
Ye haven't? Well now I declare.
You must wait till, you've been to Drumcolliher
And seen the fine house we have there.
There's only one house in Drumeolliher,
For hardware, bacon, and tea;
If your master would come we would treat him in Drum,
Oh! Drum is the place for me."
