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
