You've not seen Rafferty round this way?
He's a man with a broken hat,
His tie and his collar are all gone astray
And his coat for the matter o' that!
We're racin' Rafferty round the place
Since Rafferty raced his mare,
He's a man with an anxious look on his face
And a partially murdered air!
CHORUS:
Oh! Rafferty's racin' mare
We met him at the fair,
Says he: "She'll win, so keep your tin,
For backin' the racin' mare."
We thanked him then and there,
And every lad in Ballinafad
Went backin' the racin' mare.
I was the jockey they chose to ride --
And often the owner he sware
That there wasn't a leap in the world too wide
To baffle the racin' mare.
Over hurdle and ditch she went like a witch,
Till she came where the water shone
I gave her her head, but she stopped at it dead:
She stopped and I went on!
CHORUS:
Oh! Rafferty's racin' mare
I whirtled through the air
Like a beautiful bird, but never a word
From Rafferty's racin' mare!
Oh! Rafferty's racin' mare --
The boys cried out "Take care!"
I took all I could, but it wasn't much good
To me or the racin' mare.
"Get up, you lad," says Ballinafad,
"You'll win the race for us yet."
But I didn't care for the look of the mare,
Nor the way that her legs were set.
Says they: "The horse'll stay the course,
She'll stay it ivery foot."
"You're right," says I "I don't deny
She'll stay just where she's put."
CHORUS:
Oh! Rafferty's racin' mare!
We danced around her there,
With stones and sticks, and bits o' bricks
We hit her fare and square.
Oh! Rafferty's racin' mare!
The field they leapt it there,
But on the brink she'd stand and -- drink,
Would Rafferty's racin' mare.
But where was Rafferty all the time?
Oh! Rafferty! he's the lad.
There in the ring he stood like a king,
Cheerin' the mare like mad.
His brother was there, disguised, of course,
As a Roosian millionaire;
Giving the odds against every horse
And the longest against the mare.
CHORUS:
Oh! Rafferty's racin' mare!
'Twas more than we could bear,
When a bookie revealed
He was backin' the field,
Instead of the racin' mare.
We've got the day to spare,
We've got the millionaire;
And we're havin' a race around the place,
And Rafferty he's the hare!
