Dunnigan

Lyrics and music by Tom Sharp and Liz Douthitt Sharp

CThere was a man whom Fwe all knew— FDunnigan, G7Dunnigan, CDunnigan. G7Sing along; you’ll Cmeet him too. FDunnigan, G7Dunnigan, CDunnigan. CDunnigan was a Fballadeer. FDunnigan, G7Dunnigan, CDunnigan. CSongs were music Fto his ear. FDunnigan, G7Dunnigan, CDunnigan. FFolks would come from G7far and near Fhear him sing out G7loud and clear, when he sang out Cthey would cheer. FDunnigan, G7Dunnigan, CDunnigan. Dunnigan danced like Fred Astaire. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Danced on walls; he danced on stairs. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Feet moved swiftly, light as air. Some would look and some would stare, No one teased him; no one dared. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan was a preacher’s son. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. All he wanted was some fun. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. For the old folks to confuse and the young ones to amuse he did handstands on the pews. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan was jazz artiste. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Blew his saxaphone with teeth. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. He would blow a winter’s gale, he would blow a nightinggale, when he had his fill of ale. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan was a private eye. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Caught the thief, and nabbed the spy. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. He was quick and he was spry. If your guy had roaming eyes, he’d nab that culprit in the rye. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan was a soda jerk. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Liked the sodas, but not the work. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. When girls came in you’d see them smirk. The sodas always made him burp. That’s what we mean by “soda jerk.” Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan was an engineer. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Drove his engine far and near. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. When he arrived the townsfolk cheered. He’d get you there; no need to fear; train tracks meant he didn’t veer. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan was a wedding guest. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. He dressed up in a fancy vest. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. He bought a gift and joined the fest. He danced a dance then took a rest. Wished the couple all the best. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan drove up highway five. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. In real fast traffic he would thrive. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. He’d drive so fast that he’d get fined. The trucks would swerve and he would jive. It’s a wonder he survived. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan liked to play in snow. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. He’d ball it up as it were dough. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Throw at those he didn’t know. If they threw back then he would go. He didn’t want to cause a row. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan was a farmer’s son Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. He was a farming son of a gun Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Should I plant here something sweet? What would be easy or a treat? What the heck. I’ll just plant wheat. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan was a millionaire. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. Dunnigan thought he walked on air. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. When he tried to claim a chair all the people did was stare. For all we know, they did not care. Dunnigan, Dunnigan, Dunnigan. CDunnigan’s drink was Fwhisky rye. FDunnigan, G7Dunnigan, CDunnigan. CWasn’t happy Fbeing dry. FDunnigan, G7Dunnigan, CDunnigan. FWhen he drank, he’d G7curse your eyes, Fkiss the girls to G7make them cry. FWife found out; we G7don’t know why; wrang his neck and Cmade him try Fto be a G7better CDunnigan. FIf you haven’t G7had enough then write your own, but Cshare your stuff. FDunnigan, G7Dunnigan, CDunnigan.