RAP TAP TAP

RAP TAP TAP

by

Matt McGinn

Rap tap tap upon your finger

Rap tap tap upon your palm

Rap tap tap upon your hand

And I’ll leave ye with a blister like a Belfast ham

Before I ever took to teaching

I was a fairly decent chap

Then they gied me fifty weans

And a lovely length of leather strap

Rap tap tap upon your finger

Rap tap tap upon your palm

Rap tap tap upon your haun

And I’ll leave ye wi a blister like a Belfast ham

‘Och’, says I, ‘I'll never use it

Weans can all respond to talk’

Told them that then turned around

And a boy let fly a cake o chalk

Rap tap tap upon your finger

Rap tap tap upon your palm

Rap tap tap upon your haun

And I’ll leave ye wi a blister like a Belfast ham

‘Now, the boy that threw that chalk', says I

‘He’ll never grow to be a man

He's far too feart to show himself’

But he did and he threw another one

Rap tap tap upon your finger

Rap tap tap upon your palm

Rap tap tap upon your haun

And I’ll leave ye wi a blister like a Belfast ham

To strap a boy’s an awful business

Every one’s a mother's son

Take the straps fae all the teachers

Issue every one A GUN!

Rap tap tap upon your finger

Rap tap tap upon your palm

Rap tap tap upon your haun

And I’ll leave ye wi a blister like a Belfast ham