Me old Granddad

              Me old Granddad

                        Old granddad

                        Smoked a pipe

                        Like his friend

                        The blacksmith

                        Shag tobacco

                        Gave both delights

                        Ready rolled

                        And ready rubbed

                        Players Digger Shag

                        Was granddads

                        Favorite one

                        With a penny

                        I would run a mile

                        To give old granddad

                        A contented smile

                        Murrays Erinmore Flake

                        Was Mr Davis

                        The blacksmiths take

                        When he and granddad

                        Smoked as one

                        The sweetness of the aroma

                        Delighted everyone

                        They puffed and jawed

                        Through a smoke filled fog

                        With briar pipes in there gobs

                        Lighting up, now and then

                        When pipes went out

                        And just jawed again

                        Peter 1946