made with lovely pickled cream
With the greens & scallions mingled
like a pitcher in a dream
Did you ever make a hole on top
to hold the melting flake
Or the creamy flavored butter
that our mother's used to make
Chorus
- Oh you did , so you did
- so did he and so did I
- And the more I think about it
- sure the nearer I'm to cry
- Oh weren't them the happy days
- when troubles we knew not
- And our Mother made Colcannon
- in the little skillet pot
Well , did you ever take potato cake
and boxty to the school
Tucked underneath your oxter with
your books , your slate and rule
And when teacher "Muinteoir "
wasn't looking
sure a great big bite you'd take
of the creamy flavored soft and melting
sweet potato cake
Chorus
when the evening sun went down
Well did you ever go a courting boys
when the evening sun went down
And the moon began a peeping
from behind the hill O Down
And you wandered down the boreen
Where the Clurachan was seen
And you whispered lovin ' praises to
your own dear sweet Cailin
Se mo laoch
He my Hero
The Castle Ceili Band
Mick O Connor
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