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  1. Packy Go Home

From the recording Pass It On Down

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Written by Brent Hoad, Stephen Phillips, Ian Byrne, Norman Dahlor / Lyrics by Brent Hoad © Elders Pub Music 2002

Lyrics

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

Packy’s old man was the first in command
The captain of the fire brigade
But the good Father Keane was the first on the scene
With the good sisters he did pray
When the flames were finally out they all looked about
Still searching for Packy and Buck
When neither could be found they were mourned through the town
As the heroes who ran out of luck

Packy I confess you have beaten the best
With a story to tell all your own
Packy go home wait til your dad gets home
Your ma’s waiting up all alone

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