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Video by Sinead Slattery Release date November 23rd 2018 http://itunes.apple.com/album/id14404... Facebook: / billytreacy.singersongwriter Website: https://www.breakingtunes.com/billytr... Twitter : / billy_treacy Periscope: https://www.pscp.tv/billy_treacy/1ynK... Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/billytreacy... Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/artist/1lfvE... https://open.spotify.com/artist/1nSMC... https://open.spotify.com/artist/49RLE... The Scope are Billy Treacy : Guitar & Vocals Anna Mary Donaghy : Fiddle Anthony Warde : Banjo & Mandolin Eoin Dillon : Uilleann Pipes & Whistle Graham Watson : Bass & Drums Written by Billy Treacy Recorded at Floodplain Studios Engineered by Graham Watson Mastered by Fergal Davis MA 1st Verse I’ll tell you a story it’s no Jackanory, About a young wan from town. From humble beginnings and no sweepstake winnings, You’ll hear of her ups and her downs. She married a sailor left Monty the tailor and off to the states they were bound. To live near her sister who swore that she missed her, and so an adventure was found. Verse 2 Now by name and by nature, there’s no madder crature, you’d want showing up at your door. For to start up your party, there’s no one more crafty, than this woman from Ireland’s green shore. While she was there, she’d a boy and a girl and a husband who gave everything. To make her life better, he told her he’d get her everything in life he could bring. Instrumental Chorus Verse 3 But being a home bird, she found it quite absurd, to spend all her days far away. So they packed up there cases, said goodbye to fond faces, and left the U.S. of A. Her old life was sewing, her new life all knowing, about everything going on. She’d extract information from all conversation, and you wouldn’t even know til she’d gone. Chorus Ma, Na Na Na, Na Na Na. Ma, Na Na Na, Na Na Na. Verse 4 Adding to there kin, they got a house, settled in, and embraced whatever life threw there way. For good times and bad, both happy and sad, she shrugged it all off, no dismay. Growing gracefully old, whilst distastefully bold, not caring what others might say. Well that’s what she said, and that’s in me head, and forever in there it’ll stay. Chorus Ma, Na Na Na, Na Na Na. Ma, Na Na Na, Na Na Na. Ma, Na Na Na, Na Na Na. Ma, Na Na Na, Na Na Na. Verse 5 Now trying to surmise, she loved a surprise, and one day she sprung one on us. While out exercising, she tripped and went flying, but didn’t make much of a fuss. She broke her hip walking while too busy talking, no doubt giving out bout me Da. Now she’s pushing up daisies, we miss her like crazy, will you all raise a glass for me Ma.