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Copyright Eimear Bradley 2006
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Musicians on track:

Sound engineer: Mark Walker
Lenny Whitehead: Guitar
Wayne Morgan: Bass
Drums: Vinnie Pearson

Recorded at Frog Studios in Warrington UK (Analogue recording)
Vocals, fiddle, keyboard & whistle: Eimear Bradley
2007

Lyrics

Buzz, Craic, Banter

Waken up and go and pack your bags ‘cause you’re late for the plane on the budget airways,
Did ya water all the daffodils? We need to move, hurry up, let’s go.

Don’t forget to check to cooker knobs ‘cause they might jump on on their own you know!
Checks the door, a million times, we need to move, hurry up, let’s go.


Stumble down the road well I’m pleased to meet ya, Norah round the corner’ll be waiting to greet ya
Our wee Micky, well he shouts ‘What about ye!’
Take ya for a Pint of the good awl black stuff, down at ‘The Crown’ where you’ll meet awl Mac Duff,
‘Is there any more?’ Just you wait and see!


Did you know we’ve got ‘IKEA’ now? And the half of Ireland come da visit it,
Ready steady now and off we go to Auntie Peg’s Heavenly home store.

Down the town we’ve got ‘Victoria Square’ but you’d need a million quid to spend in it,
So If you can’t afford the ‘Jimmy Choos’ you’ll have to stand in the ‘Primark’ queues.


Stumble down the road ach I’m pleased to meet ya, Maggie round the corner’ll be waiting to greet ya,
Our wee Jimmy, he shouts ‘What about ye?!’
Take ya for a pint of the good awl black stuff, down at ‘The Crown’, where you’ll meet awl Mac Duff,
‘Is there any more?’ Just you wait and see!

There’s a welcome in our city and you’ll soon see why we talk about,
The warmth of the people in, all of our streets,
From away across the foam, very proud to call it home,
The buzz, the craic, the banter all a treat.

Down in Fibber’s there’ll be Diddley Dee with the ‘Blackthorn’ Lads full of energy,
They’ll grab ya up to play the tambourine now the old ‘shammy-rocker’ ‘s gone.

Grab a hackney for the long ride home through the streets of the city watch the metre go,
Mr. Taxi man can talk for hours, oh why’s he driving so damn slow?

Mary on the Falls’ll be happy to meet ya,
Billy on the Shankill’l be happy to greet ya, Our wee Jim well he shouts ‘What about ye?!’
Take ya for a pint of the good awl black stuff, down at ‘The Crown’, where you’ll meet awl Mc Duff ‘Is there any more?’ Just you wait and see!

There’s a welcome in our city and you’ll soon see why we talk about,
The warmth of the people in, all of our streets,
From away across the foam, Very proud to call it home,
The buzz, the craic, the banter all a treat.
The buzz, the craic, the banter at your feet, What a welcome in our city you will meet.




WORDS & MUSIC BY EIMEAR BRADLEY