Ballad Writer's Version of the 1965 Mid-Cork Final
Paddy McDonnell was brought up in Ballyshonin, Berrings. He was a sensitive person, and while he was known as a horse trainer, he also had a talent for ballad writing and composed several songs and ballads during his lifetime. The following was his version, in ballad, of the 1965 Mid-Cork Hurling victory by Inniscarra. It was sung to the air of "The ~Boys from the County Cork".
1) We’ve read way down the ages
of the fine old Gaelic men,
the games they won, the games they lost,
but always tried to win,
but the men from Inniscarra
were very much alive
when they won the cup
and filled it up in 1965

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So meet the boys from Dripsey,
from North Kilmurry too,
from ancient Rea where in my day,
I rode some flappers too.
The men from ancient Berrings
where the boys all play the game
in that hurling pitch beyond the ditch
belong to Timmy Lane.
The men from Ballyanly
and the green hills of Cloghroe,
where we drove the taller Saxon
from their stronghold long ago.
The men from gallant Tower,
Matehy and Gurth,
the best fifteen we’ve ever seen
to wear the hurling shirt.


2) When we met Ballinora
that fine September day,
they played it rough and sure enough
with fouls they got away.
But the men from Inniscarra
they had a glorious win,
for our fifteen beat their sixteen
for the ref, he played with them.

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3) Next came Aghabullogue
and they looking mighty sound,
they jumped and skipped
and danced a jig
inside the old showgrounds.
But at the final whistle,
Inniscarra had them cold
and the boys in blue had won by two
and Griffin’s training told.

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4) Grenagh likewise a gallant side
were fast to hit the ball,
but do their best they could not breach
that powerful Brennan wall,
for he put on the plaster
and the goalie made it shine,
and the boys in blue again were through
Grenagh were down the line.

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5) At last Cloughduv, a team we loved
for they gave us plenty cash,
they said they’d show us hurling
and our defence they would smash,
but we taught them a fine lesson
and we made them look quite slow,
and the cup’s with Captain Brennan
where the Dripsey river flows.

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6) So here’s to Captain Brennan
his brothers Mick and Jerh,
Tom Ryan, that flash of lightning
in future call him “Sir”,
the O`Briens from the Model,
the O`Mahonys, Berrings South,
there’s Sheehan, Shine and Sullivan,
of whom we have no doubt,
the Riordans too I’m telling you
we see them on TV,
but one was sent where others went
by the one side referee.
There’s Manley, Burke and Gilbert,
at lofty six foot two,
if he grows more the board will say
he’s not one man but two.
So here my song is ended
a request I’ll ask of you,
be fair to those young hurlers
for they’ve been fair to you,
so dip down in your pockets
as far as you can go
and help to bring another cup
where the Dripsey River flows.

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