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The Monto

Luke Kelly & The Dubliners

Oh if you've got a wingo, take her up to Ringo
Where the waxies sing-o all the day.
If you've had your fill of porter and you can't go any further
give your men the order, 'Back to the quay'

And take her up to Monto, Monto, Monto
Take her up to Monto langeroo! To you

Well you've heard of Butcher Foster, the dirty old imposter
He took his mot and lost her up in Furry Glen
He first put on his bowler, then he buttoned up his trousers
And he whistled for a growler and he said 'My men'

Take me up to Monto, Monto, Monto
Take me up to Monto langeroo! To you

Well you've heard of the Dublin Fusiliers, the dirty old bamboozaliers
They went and got the childer, one, two, three
Marchin' from the Linen Hall, there's one for every cannon ball
And Vicky's goin' to send youse all o'er the sea

But First go up to Monto, Monto, Monto
First go up to Monto langeroo! To you

Well Carry told him, 'Skin the goat'; O'Donnell put him on the boat
He never should have been afloat, the dirty skite
It wasn't very sensible to tell on the Invincibles
They stood up for the principals, day and night
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They're goin' up to Monto, Monto, Monto
Goin' up to Monto langeroo! To you

Now the czar of Russia, and the king of Prussia
Landed in the Phoenix park in a big balloon
They asked the Police band to play the 'The wearin' o' the Green'
But the buggers in the depot didn't know the tune

So they all went up to Monto, Monto, Monto
They all went up to Monto langeroo! To you

The Queen she came to call on us, she wanted to see all of us,
I'm glad she didn't fall on us, she's eighteen stone
Well 'Mr. Neill, Lord Mayor', says she, 'Is this all you've got to show to me?'
'why no ma'am, there's some more to see - pog mo thoin

and he took her up to Monto, Monto, Monto
he took her up to Monto, langeroo! To you

Well if you've got a wingo, take her up to Ringo
Where the waxies sing-o all the day.
If you've had your fill of porter and you can't go any further
give your men the order, 'Back to the quay'

And take her up to Monto, Monto, Monto
Take her up to Monto langeroo! To you