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A row, a ruction, a fracas, an affrayA rough and tumble free-for-allA broil, a brawl, a meleeA ruckus to be reckoned with and now without delayWe're taking the road to the Dodder on downTo march in the last paradeA row, a ruction, a fracas, an affrayA rough and tumble free-for-allA broil, a brawl, a meleeA ruckus to be reckoned with if anyone wants to dareWe're taking the road to the Dodder on downFor the Donnybrook affairI will go, I will meet you thereI will spend a week or two with you at Donnybrook FairI will go, I will meet you thereBut the council's up in armsThey aim to take it away, I swearThe council's up in armsThey aim to take it away, I swearA license for leisureWhatever be the pleasureThe council's always up in arms To try and take it away, heySongtextePlay the harp and play the fiddle Play the whistle tooBang the drum and use the lungsTo get the message throughBut you fight, you might get tar-and-feathered So, bow and say a prayer To the Commission for the Abolition Of the Donnybrook FairA row, a ruction, a fracas, an affrayA rough and tumble free-for-allA broil, a brawl, a meleeA ruckus to be reckoned with if anyone wants to dareWe're takin' the road to the Dodder on downFor the Donnybrook affairI will go, I will meet you thereI will spend a week or two with you at Donnybrook FairI will go, I will meet you thereBut the council's up in armsThey aim to take it away, I swearThe council's up in armsThey aim to take it away, I swearA license for leisureWhatever be the pleasureThe council's always up in armsTo try and take it away, heyA row, a ruction, a fracas, an affrayA rough and tumble free-for-allA broil, a brawl, a meleeA ruckus to be reckoned with and now, without delayWe're taking the road to the Dodder on downTo march in the last paradeA row, a ruction, a fracas, an affrayA rough and tumble free-for-all A broil, a brawl, a meleeA ruckus to be reckoned with if anyone wants to dareWe're taking the road to the Dodder on downFor Donnybrook affairI will go, I will meet you thereI will spend a week or two with you at Donnybrook FairI will go, I will meet you thereBut the council's up in armsAnd they aim to take it away, I swearI will go, I will meet you thereI will spend a week or two with you at Donnybrook FairI will go, I will meet you thereBut the council's up in armsThey aim to take it away, I swearThe council's up in armsThey aim to take it away, I swearThe council's always up in armsTo try and take it away, hey Aus Songtexte Mania