Raised on Black and Tans Gaelic Storm

Uno,dos tres
I was raised on Black & Tans
Ronnie Drew and ‘Van the Man’
I go off to mass on Sunday
And then it’s back to the pub on Monday
I’ve got a sister Meghan
With a Celtic cross tattoo
I’ll tell you a few stories
And every one of them is true

Chorus:
My mother’s, brother’s, sister’s, cousin’s, auntie’s
Uncle Barney’s, father’s, brother had a cousin from Killarney

My great-granddad and his mates
They tried to make it to the States
His great uncle, he was a failure
He got deported off to Australia
So they stowed upon a steamer
On the famous White Star Line
I was raised upon these stories
Since I was the age of nine

(Chorus)
Well my great-uncle, he liked the races
He liked the dogs and steeplechases
His wife, my dear old auntie
She kept a teashop way, way down in Bantry
But he fixed a race in Donegal
And now he’s got to hide
With the sticky buns and cakes and guns
And whiskey on the side