An Poc Ar Buile (The Mad Puck Goat )

Chieftains & Friends.
"As I set out for Dromore town
Pike in hand to go a-workin'
Who did I meet on the hillside
But a tan puck goat stone mad for scrappin'
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He chased me through the hedges and ditches
Around the bog in frenzy runnin'
But when his horns got caught up in gorse
I leapt on his back despite his buckin'
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There were no rocks or gaps between
He didn't jump the puc ar buille
And me hangin' on to save me life
When he jumped off the Faille Brice
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The garda sergeant at Rochestown
Called all his forces to surround us
But the goat stuck both horns suas his hón
And gobbled up his brand new trousers
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In Dingle Town the next afternoon
The parish priest addressed the meeting
And swore it was The Devil himself
He'd seen ridin' on the puc ar buille."