My name is Max Shane
From the plains of Kildare
A farmer I was
Till the last year
Till I took an ocean of
Fire for a motion
Went over to England
To harvest the shear
Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee
Rum toor la, mush a rum toor lae
I parted with Molly
So blind and so jolly
Picked up a stink for a staff in me hand
And to keep me self cheery for a fair I got a whirny
I sang Paddy Whack as I went on me way Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee
Rum toor la,
mush a rum toor lae I landed at Dunbarton
On a fine summer's evening Me bundling staff I held them in me hand
There was some of them laughing And some of them chopping
More of them trying to stick Paddy away Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee Rum toor la, mush a rum toor lae
I went in to a woman To ask her for lodgings
She said me young man Now don't look so dull
For I will tell you Where you will get lodgings
With the woman that lives next door To the black bull
Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee Rum toor la, mush a rum toor lae
So I went to this woman And asked her for lodgings
She instantly showed me to a bed in the room And I being so tired
and worn out from walking I threw me self down in me bed in the room
Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee Rum toor la, mush a rum toor lae
But a lump of a tinker lay up in the corner
Swore upon his soul sure he'd kill all was there
Says I me bold tinker give over you're bragging
I'm bold like Shane from the plains of Kildare
Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee Rum toor la, mush a rum toor lae
But he tried for to hit me a punch in the stomach
I instantly fetched him a one in the throat
And he tumble heels over his head in the corner
Put all his head in the now the rusty pot
Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee Rum toor la, mush a rum toor lae
He lay on the floor like a sheep he was bleeding
I swore upon me soul sure I'd cut off his life
But I lifted him up and sent down for a
nagging Me and the tinker we ended his thrife
Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee Rum toor la, mush a rum toor lae
But my name was Mike Shane from the plains
of Kildare Farmer I was until the last year
Till I took an ocean of high-offer emotion
Went over to England to harvest the share
Rum toor la,
rum toor la dee Rum toor la, mush a rum toor lae