I learned this old, old folk song at summer camp, and have sung it around more than a few campfires since. There are a hundred minor variations, but the end of the story never changes. I do enjoy the Clancy Brothers’ rendition of it.
And maybe tomorrow I can get to work on typing up my book!
Pretty good. I really admire a group that large sounding so tight.
A new one on me – where have I been all my life, ha.
Well, no one has heard everything.
Disillusion: the Clancy Brothers weren’t brothers and weren’t named Clancy. *sigh*