Cruiscán Lán
Oh come all you lads and lassies, pray attend to my oration,
I hope you'll hear me in my song, and give me an ovation,
I now intend your voices and your kindly concentration,
To wish me joy and happiness in joy and transportation,
Is gheomaris an cruiscan is biodh se lan.

It was in the month of June or so some cowardly hearted traitor,
He went into the barrracks and history there related,
He said that in a Western glen far far out in the mountains,
There was a poitín still, flowing from a crystal fountain.

It was early next morning, the police made preparations,
They hired a car and driver, for to take them to this station,
But when they reached the shanty, they found they were mistaken,
There was neither manufacturer nor anything relating.

Now that crystal drop flowing from the still, t'would cure all sorts of ailments,
T'would cure the yellow jaundice, both the scarletine and measles,
T'would banish heart diseases, from your lungs would drive 'flammation,
From your sould t'would drive the Devil, from your heart would drive temptation.