Me and Dirk took a little trip

Across the sea on a big air ship

Riley Baugus came along

Helped us play our banjo songs

Prettiest place that I've ever seen

Entirely covered in emerald green

Chorus: Ate a lotta hog

Drank a lotta grog

Stepped in a bog

Came back in a fog

Place over there called Crosses of Annagh

West Clare's answer to the Copa Caabana

Mairtin and Danny, Siobhan and Ciaran

Reelin in the front room, Dermy was steerin

Three in the mornin, our welcome was shot

We moved the session to the parkin lot

Half an hour later, nature was callin

Got to the point where there's no more stallin

Dirk climbed up on a three foot wall

We all cried No! as he started to fall

Up to his thighs in a soggy ooze

Peein as the water filled up his shoes

Five in the mornin, sun comin up

Playin more tunes, we were in our cups

Up on a trailer dancin the tango

Three steps, boom, it's a fine fandango

A little while later, sun gettin higher

We rolled Harry Bradley in a tractor tire