Christy Moore - Joxer goes to Stuttgart Lyrics
It was in the year of eighty-eight in the lovely month of JuneWhen the gadflies were swarmin', dogs howlin' at the moonWith rosary beads and sandwiches for Stuttgart we beganJoxer packed his German phrase-book and jump leads for the vanWell, some of the lads had never been away from home before'Twas the first time Whacker set his foot outside of InchicoreBefore we left for Europe we knew we'd need a planSo we all agreed that Joxer was the man to drive the vanIn Germany the Autobahn 'twas like the long mile roadThere was every kind or car and van all carryin' the full loadFord Transits and Hiace's and a ould Bedford from TraleeWith engine over heatin' from long haulin' duty-freeThere were fans from Ballyfermont, Ballybough and BallymunOn the journey of the lifetime and the crack was ninety-oneJoxer met a German's daughter on the banks of the river RhineAnd he told her she'd be welcome in Ballyfermont anytimeAs soon as we got to Stuttgart we put the wagons in a ringSean og got out the banjo, Peter played the mandolinThere was fans there from everywhere attracted by the soundAt the first Fleagh Ceoil in Europe, Joxer passed the flagon roundBut the session it ended when we finished all the stoutThe air mattresses inflated and the sleepin' bags rolledAs one by one we fell asleep poor Joxer had a dreamHe dreamt himself and Jack Charlton sat down to pick the teamJoxer dreamt they agreed on Packy Bonner straight awayAnd Morn, Whelan and McGrath were certainly to playBut tempers they began to rise, patience wearing thinJack wanted Cascarino, but Joxer wanted QuinnThen the dream turned into a nightmare, Joxer stuck the head in JackWho wanted to bring Johnny Giles and Eamon Dunphy backWhen the ***** crew in the morning, it crew both loud and shrillJoxer woke up in his sleepin' bag many miles from Arbour HillThe next morning none of the experts gave us the slightest chanceThey said the English team would lead us on a merry danceWith Union Jacks all them English fans for victory were setUntil Ray Houghton got the ball and stuck it in the netWhat happened next was history, brought tears to many eyesThat day will be the highlight in many people's livesWell Joxer climbed right over the top and the next time he was seenWas arm and arm with Jack Charlton, singin' revenge for SkibbereenNow Whacker's back in Inchicore, he's livin' with his mamAnd Jack Charlton has been proclaimed an honorary Irish manDo you remember the German's daughter on the banks of the river RhineWell didn't he show up in Ballyfermont last week and...
