Tim O'Gara - scarlett mccreary Lyrics

"Scarlett McCreary" I said to my shrink,
"called me last time she got out of the clink.
And I'd be a liar and I'd be amiss
If she didn't call me to ask for a kiss."

I don't believe that there's jail should be had
For a woman to go to no matter how bad.
Or a man for that matter nbe you handsome or pretty
I'll ponder your lot while I'm singing this ditty.

If I had a shrink and indeed I still do
You know I'm no more a pirate than you
A pirate would not give her dough to a shrink.
She would rob her and drown any qualms in a drink.

Brian Ó Heron dreamed of sailing a currach
Down the Mississippi and up the Missourah
And across the grey ocean over the deep
Where the memories and the language of his ancestors sleep

"Scarlett McCreary" I said to my shrink,
"called me last time she got out of the clink.
And I'd be a liar and I'd be amiss
She didn't call me to ask for a kiss."