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Shoe the Donkey
Frankie turned his face into the shadows, away from the fairy lights and general cheeriness. How could he explain why this silly old ‘Shoe the Donkey’ song reduced him to a blubbering old man with leaky eyes?
They had laughed as they danced it together way back then, when the blanket of sadness he had worn since leaving Ireland dissolved in her sparkling eyes.
The Irish Centre had been a haven for emigrants and they were young enough to believe they would go home some day.
He would never leave now. Who else would pull the weeds and place fresh flowers on her grave?
Shoe the Donkey is better known for it’s dance than it’s lyrics. It is very simple and is popular at gatherings of any kind as it can be danced in a small room in a house or a large dance hall / pub with loads of people joining in. It evokes a sense of togetherness that has seen Irish people through some dark times.