Acclaimed young Laois singer songwriter Kean Kavanagh has released his version of a famed Portlaoise song sprinkled with local namedrops, in aid of medical help in Palestine and Sudan. Full lyrics below.
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The video was directed by Kean Kavanagh, shot by Eoghan Feane, Kean Kavanagh, Kevin Smith and Anthony O'Connor. The Portlaoise Queen was written by Christy Conroy. Production/Vocals/Guitars/Synths/Arrangement by Kean Kavanagh. Drums by Finn Mac Anna. Synth Bass by Peter Brien. Mixed by Kean Kavanagh. Mastered by Felix Luis Diment.
Lyrics:
T'was the year of the sunshine, the year of ’54. We said that we’d cross o’er the sea
A bunch of the boys, all natives of the town. We were going on a voyage, you see
We’d a lovely little boat and when ready to float. She was the nicest that e’r was seen
Then Odlum Deegan waved his hand and The brass and reed band Played us to the Portlaoise Queen
We had Big Jack Dunne who arose with the sun Jimmy Aird from the Central Hotel
With lively Larry Ging, like a bird on the wing And Jack Grant, just as sound as a bell
We had Lalor from the bridge Bob Delaney from the ridge Charlie Porter, he came from the green,
And for fearless Attie Hume We didnt make room On the crew of the Portlaoise Queen
Tommy Higgins he supplied all the clothing for the trip Bill Campion gave us ten barrels of stout
Mick Whelan, he threw in a few auld bullocks legs And some rabbits to the mix, no doubt
And as for Jimmy Brown, well, he didn’t let us down With apples and oranges, nice and clean
Billy Dunne was the man With his noble horse and cart That brought them to the Portlaoise Queen
We were nine days at sea and between you and me The boys weren’t pulling too well
Delaney got drunk and said that Lalor was a skunk And sure that started holy hell
They were fighting for a week, till the boat took to leak. But Ging was the man so keen
Steering back through the tide He saved all the lives Of the crew of the Portlaoise Queen
Now I’m back home again, with those courageous men Who braved the mountain tides with foaming cream
Just to keep your mind from troublin’ Our little boat’s in Dublin In a place called the National Museum
So my advice to you is never venture on the blue You might never more be seen
As it wasn’t skill or care, but Mrs Fawn's prayer, That saved us on the Portlaoise Queen.
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