Liam O’Reilly # Gerry The Pacemaker #Matisse
Hundreds of songs
From far distant days
Scents and aromas
Float in the maze
Out of the brine
Birds of a feather
Seamen of old
Would not sail to weather
Oh one youthful soul
Is Back home in Derry
At peace on Lough Foyle
Adrift in his wherry
Great Liam O’Reilly
Had us all bubblin
He played his guitar
That Summer in Dublin
Henry Matisse
The year of the French
The great Gorta Mór
Loved ones to wrench
Pacemaker Gerry
Departed today
His last Mersey ferry
Went on it’s way
One fine Winter’s day
The scrum did collapse
“Not I” said the prop
“Twas Jesus perhaps”.
Beidh mé ar ais…Sláinte.
