Elders Packy Go Home
Now Packy Kildare was a kid without a care
His pal was Bucky McGrath
At the age of ten they talked like men
Feared by the rest of their class
Sister Josephine ran a clean machine
She was nobody’s fool
She’d send them down below to shovel in the coal
That heated all Saint Brendan’s school
They spilled off a spool just too cool for school
They called it a waste of time
So every other day was wasted away
By the river in their life of crime
Packy I confess you have beaten the best
With a story to tell all your own
Packy go home they’re searching for your bones
And your ma’s waiting up all alone
Yeah your ma’s waiting up all alone
Now the clever young man one day had a plan
To escape the fate he had comin’
Loading every grain of coal that furnace could hold
To keep that boiler hummin’
As the temperature soared to one thousand or more
And the pressure continued to rise
Our boys were miles away burning up another day
When the blast split the mid day sky
Packy I confess you have beaten the best
With a story to tell all your own
Packy go home they’re searching for your bones
And your ma’s waiting up all alone
Yeah your ma’s waiting up all alone
