Moses Ritooraliay — текст песни (Clancy Brothers)

MOSES RI-TOORAL-I-AY
(Brain O`Higgins)
The policeman walked out, oh, so proud on his beat
When a vision came to him of stripes on his sleeve;
Promotion, he whispered, I`ll try for today,
So its come with me Mister Ri-tooral-i-ay.
Come tell me your name, says the limb of the law
To the little fat man selling wares on the straw.
What`s that, sir? Me name, sir? Why it`s there on display
And it`s Moses Ri-tooral-i-ooral-i-ay.
Now, the trial it came on and it lasted a week.
One judge said `twas German; another, `twas Greek-
Prove you`re lrish, said the policeman and beyond it say nay;
And we`ll sit on it, Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay.
Now the prisoner stepped up there as stiff as a crutch.
Are you lrish or English or German or Dutch?
I`m a Jew, sir; I`m a Jew, sir, that came over to stay.
And my name it is Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay.
We`re two of a kind. said the judge to the Jew;
You`re a cousin of Briscoe and I am one too.
This numbskull has blundered and for it will pay.
Wisha that`s right, says Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay.
There`s a garbage eollcctor who works down our strset;
He once was a policeman, the pride of his beat.
And he moans all the night and he groans all the day,
Singing, Moses Ri-tootal-i-ooral-i-ay.
Note: This reflects on the period when the Irish language was
outlawed in Ireland; the inability of the police to speak, or
even recognize the language presented enforcement problems.
Briscoe was Dublin`s mayor. He was Jewish. (As the story
goes, only in America.
Recorded by Clancys
See also LIMBLAW
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