And he never draw’d iron[127] on boy, or man,
As didn’t pervoke him much.
And you can’t say fair as drinking
War counted among his sins;
For at nary a sittin’ would he put down
More nor fifteen whisky skins.
But one day we was drinkin’ and jawin’,
Round Haggarty’s bar, and I fear
That Haggarty riled him, bein’ so slow,
So he jist sliced off Haggarty’s ear.