Josephine

Josephine

To the tune of Jolene by Dolly Parton

Kilfenora was full of Dubs,
Starved of food and starved of love,
But one of these Queen’s they could provide,

The loveliest girl they did produce,
Conor’s angel and our muse,
No other club can boast of such a ride,

Josephine, Josephine, Josephine, Josephine,
Some say that she is really a man,
Josephine, Josephine, Josephine, Josephine,
But she’s so lovely that we don’t really gives a damn,

Once finally Queen’s had dressed her,
Our happy couple were wed by Eszter,
Love had truly bloomed in rock and fossil,

And on that sunny Easter day,
Josephine and Conor did run away,
They ran far away from the cavers’ hostel,

Josephine, Josephine, Josephine, Josephine,
Some say that she is really a man,
Josephine, Josephine, Josephine, Josephine,
But she’s so lovely that we don’t really gives a damn,

Late that night she fell to bed,
Her black locks stripped from her lovely head,
And Conor fondly watched her slumber on,

And now all her faithful Dublin men,
Long for the day that she returns again,
And that’s why QUB is No. 1.

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