The Glen's Armour Car
by Val Dorgan.
1.
Seamus Bannon of Tipp one day we were told
Was the greatest mid-fielder e'er hurley to hold.
But he fell by the wayside like all other men,
When he met with the Armour Car of the Glen.
Chorus
With me faldidi addidee, faldidi addidee,
Master of all was our own Christy Ring.
2.
A game it took place, in famed Limerick town.
The band led the players the field once around.
Now the game opened up Bannon struck a great ball,
From fifty yards twixt the post it did fall.
Chorus
With me faldidi addidee, faldidi addidee,
Master of all was our own Christy Ring.
3.
First-blood to Bannon from the crowd brought a cheer,
For fifty-odd minutes after 'twas Ringie was there.
The Tipp man went this way the Cork man went that,
Bannon was the mouse and Ringie was the cat
Chorus
With me faldidi addidee, faldidi addidee,
Master of all was our own Christy Ring.
4.
Tipp's win over Cork in the records you'll find,
But the greatness of one man will live in our minds.
Such poetry of movement and sweetness of stroke
In the eyes of each man a bright light awoke.
Chorus
With me faldidi addidee, faldidee addidee,
Master of all was our own Christy Ring.
5.
Now once more to Limerick this famed hurling team,
The likes of this Tipp team there never was seen.
Met once more with the Corkmen but this you all know,
Overconfidence cost them their four-in-a-row.
Chorus
With me faldidi addidee, faldidee addidee,
Master of all was our own Christy Ring.
6.
The Tipp crowd converging on Limerick that day,
Were certain of wiping that record away.
But leaving that night sure no cup did they bear,
The man that they blamed, a left half forward fair.
Chorus
With me faldidi addidee, faldidee addidee,
Master of all was our own Christy Ring.
7.
Jack Lynch was a stylist and Mackey was cute,
Pat Stakelum could drive them and Rackard could shoot.
Roll them all in together and what do you find?
The Glen's Armour Car sir, the great master mind
Chorus
With me faldidi addidee, faldidee addidee,
Master of all was our own Christy Ring.
