A most wonderful song that I love singing. I probably first heard on a Clancy Brothers record way back. The version I sing is from the Clancy Brothers' The Irish Songbook and it is very personal and appropriate to me when I sing the lines " ... scorn not the strains of his old withered hand but remember his fingers which once could move sharper ..." or ".. for the merry hearted boys make the best of old men."
Just for fun, I sometimes used to annoy Brian Kelly with a self-written persiflage "Geoff Grainger, the Bard of Worcester".

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