Grimbeau

Gethsemane, Gethsamane

One fore you and one for me

Somewhere near the River Lee

First thing in the morning

Scrunching tinnies in a bush

Fishers fishing without luck

Throw your face down in the muck

First thing in the morning

Gethsemane, Gethsemane

Is there honey still for tea

First thing in the morning