Our Final Night in Ireland - Farewell Dinner

Welcome back Readers
Tonight we said Farewell to The Emerald Isle and it's inhabitants - Fintan and Conan are leaving us tonight as we are to board the Ferry to Scotland tomorrow morning at 7.35am.
Tonight's dinner was a celebration of our time together in Ireland - it was a fun night and everyone is sad to say farwell to our very good friends.
We had speeches, a quiz and presentations to Fintan and Conan but the highlight was the Tribe names that we were given by Dorothy and then the song she composed and sang. Enjoy!
FROM THE IMCA BAND OF THE GREAT IRON HORSE NATION
THE TRIBE:
JIM – BIG CHIEF LONG FACE
LYNDEL – BROKEN RIB SQUAW

NEVILLE – ONE HAT WARRIOR

CHRIS – LITTLE BURNT CLUTCH

SLOTH – SNOW ON BEARD MAN
ANNIE – WHISKEY WOMAN
RACHEL – PRINCESS PENNY SPENDER
STELLA – MANY SCALP PAPOOSE

PETER – BIG CHIEF BIRD ON SILL
TONI – SQUAW WITH WHOMPUM
MASON – YOUNG SILLY BRAVE
HANNAH – PRINCESS LOLLY FACE

DUGAL – MEDICINE MAN
DANIEL – LITTLE SHOT

PHIL – WHITE MAN’S NAME
HEATH – SON OF WHITE MAN’S NAME

BRETT – ONE BOOT COMMANCHERO
FRANK H – MIGHTY FUN WARRIOR
PETER – HAIRY TATTOO BRAVE
SHARON – BLUE EYED SQUAW
GERARD – BROKEN HEART
TESS – SQUAW WHO WANT TEPEE WITH BROKEN HEART

MICK – INDIAN BRACELET MAN
SUE – BLOG MAKER WOMAN
FRANK S – LONG FORK
MERREDITH – YELLOW TAIL
RON – NUMBER TWO WIGWAM
DOROTHY – WATER FORD
PHILLIP – EX-CHIEF BIG HORN

CONOR – BIG CHIEF BEE JEEZUS

To our brothers from the Celtic Lands we praise your leaders and braves who have made us welcome
TIM – LITTLE SCOUT BRAVE HEART
FINTAN – KEMOSABEE TWO TIRTY
CONAN – BIG CHIEF FIRE WATER

And from the Norse
JORGEN – CHIEF IKEA
KATARINA – SQUAW ON SIDE

We are sorry to go so soon,
You will always be welcome in our teepees
And in our riding grounds for many moon.

The mighty waters of the great oceans
May keep us far apart,
But the great spirit has made a lodge
For each of you in our heart.

We leave you now with this Irish ditty
In our dear ole Aussie way!

To the tune of “Running Bear”

BIG CHIEF PARKER called a POW WOW,
For all the BRAVES and CHIEFS around.
Time to leave the reservation,
For their SUMMER RIDIN’ GROUND!

POMMIE TIM was there to greet them,
As their party came ashore.
CHIEFS and SCOUTS were made all ready,
Full of petrol, full of ROAR!

(Refrain)
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
WITH A LOVE AS BIG AS THE SKY
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
AND THEY WILL UNTIL THEY DIE.

Pass the Palace and through the Tower,
All the teepees of London Town.
IRON HORSES and their RIDERS,
Saddled up and WALES bound.

THEN AUSSIE INDIANS went ridin’ IRELAND,
On a rainy summer’s day.
AUSSIE INDIANS they rode together,
FINTAN MURPHY led the way!

(Refrain)

IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
WITH A LOVE AS BIG AS THE SKY
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
AND THEY WILL UNTIL THEY DIE.

As the TRIBE rode out of KILLARNEY,
They were headed for the shore.
At MUCKROSS PASS there was an ambush,
That began the Horse Shit War!

Riders scattered round the coaches,
But their chances they were slim.
PONY SOLDIERS led the red man,
Except for one PIL-GRIM!

(Refrain)
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
WITH A LOVE AS BIG AS THE SKY
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
AND THEY WILL UNTIL THEY DIE

Extra BOWS and extra ARROWS,
Phonin’ Conan could provide.
Winding roads and windy weather,
Made a rough and rowdy ride.

Stopping only to feed the ponies,
On their way to the MIDNIGHT SUN.
Drinkin’ GUINNESS and IRISH WHISKEY,
Huntin’ for BIG FUN, FUN, FUN!

(Refrain)
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
WITH A LOVE AS BIG AS THE SKY
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
AND THEY WILL UNTIL THEY DIE.

From County Cork to Bloody Belfast,
Miles and times were mostly ISH.
Hearty Soup and Soda Sandwich,
Was by now the preferred DISH.

SQUAWS and WARRIORS were ridin’ on now,
Leaving behind the Erin Isle.
When they return to the land down under,
They’ll be wearing a shamrock smile.

(Refrain)
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
WITH A LOVE AS BIG AS THE SKY
IMCA LOVES RIDIN’ INDIANS
AND THEY WILL UNTIL THEY DIE

Written and performed by Dorothy Le Claire