IN MY IRISH AEROPLANE
(Music: Harry Tierney / Lyrics: Stanley Murphy - 1917)





There never was a greater aviator than McCue
Sure he knew what to do, and bedad he did it too
For he'd been shootin' teutons and his aim was straight and true
But for his native land, his heart was blue
'Tis fine this aviation says Mack, but in my heart 
I'm glad it's my vacation so I'll start

Goodbye, I won't be long, be bold and brave and strong
For after I go to Sligo, I'll soon be with you again
My blushing Irish bride a-sailing by my side
For I know she'll go whereever I go in my Irish aeroplane

McCue went through the lines and flew away to his hometown
When he went sailing down. all the neighbours gathered round
And there he spied his blushing bride, and Father daley, too
And soon the wedding service, it was through
And then the happy couple bade goodbye to Erin's Isle
And both of them were singing all the while

Goodbye, I won't be long, be bold and brave and strong
For after I go to Sligo, I'll soon be with you again
My blushing Irish bride a-sailing by my side
For I know she'll go whereever I go in my Irish aeroplane



(Contributed by Mel Priddle - February 2016)