Waxies Dargle

  There are many versions of Waxies Dargle, but here are two popular ones:

The Pogues' Version

Traditional Version

Says my "owl one" to your "owl one"
"Will ye go to the Waxies Dargle?"
Says your "owl one" to my "owl one",
"I haven't got a farthing.
I went up to Monto town
To see Uncle McArdle
But he wouldn't give me a half a crown
For to go to the Waxies Dargle."
Says my "owl one" to your "owl one"
"Will ye come to the Waxies Dargle?"
Says your "owl one" to my "owl one",
"Sure I haven't got a farthing.
I've just been down to Monto town
To see Uncle McArdle
But he didn't have half a crown
For to go to the Waxies Dargle."
What will ya have?!
I'll have a pint!
I'll have a pint with you, Sir!
And if one of ya' doesn't order soon
We'll be chucked out of the boozer!
What are ye having, will ye have a pint?
Yes, I'll have a pint with you, sir,
And if one of us doesn't order soon
We'll be thrown out of the boozer.
Says my "owl one" to your "owl one"
"Will ye go to the Galway races?"
Says your "owl one" to my "owl one",
"I'll hock me aul' man's braces.
I went up to Capel Street
To the Jewish moneylenders
But he wouldn't give me a couple of bob
For the aul' man's red suspenders."
Says my "owl one" to your "owl one"
"Will ye come to the Galway races?"
Says your "owl one" to my "owl one",
"With the price of my aul' lad's braces.
I went down to Capel Street
To the Jew man moneylenders
But they wouldn't give me a couple of bob on My aul' lad's suspenders."
What will ya have?!
I'll have a pint!
I'll have a pint with you, Sir!
And if one of ya' doesn't order soon
We'll be chucked out of the boozer!
What are ye having, will ye have a pint?
Yes, I'll have a pint with you, sir,
And if one of us doesn't order soon
We'll be thrown out of the boozer.
Says my "owl one" to your "owl one"
"We got no beef or mutton
If we went up to Monto town
We'd get a drink for nuttin'"
Here's a nice piece of advice
I got from an aul' fishmonger:
"When food is scarce and you see the hearse
You'll know you have died of hunger."
Says my "owl one" to your "owl one"
"We have no beef or mutton
But if we go down to Monto town
We might get a drink for nuttin'"
Here's a piece of good advice
I got from an aul' fishmonger:
"When food is scarce and you see the hearse
You'll know you have died of hunger.
What will ya have?!
I'll have a pint!
I'll have a pint with you, Sir!
And if one of ya' doesn't order soon
We'll be chucked out of the boozer!
What are ye having, will ye have a pint?
Yes, I'll have a pint with you, sir,
And if one of us doesn't order soon
We'll be thrown out of the boozer.

 

Some Explanations of expressions in Waxies Dargle:

In Dublinese, your mother is "yer owl one" or as they say in Dublin 4, Your Old One

Monto town was Montgomery Street, probably the most notorious red light district in the world, because of the large number of British Soldiers garrisoned in Dublin. It featured largely in Joyce's and O'Casey's works. It was in the area now known as Foley Street. located behind Gardiner Street and Talbot Street.

After the establishment of the new state, Monto was cleaned up by The Legion of Mary, lead by Frank Duff and a Fr. Devane. however both men later overstepped the mark in their promotion of the Dance Hall Act. The Act banned house dances and anybody holding such a dance after the enactment was charged and fined. The clergy started to build the parochial halls to which all were expected to go and the Government collected 25% of the ticket-tax. It nearly killed traditional music in Ireland.

The pair also got involved in The Spanish Civil War. Now guess which side.

Further proof that the best English in the world is spoken in Dublin, Waxies Dargle, is the correct plural of Waxie Dargle. As you will read elsewhere - the name came from the meeting of the Dublin Shoemakers who went on an annual skite to Ringsend/Sandmount where they met Waxie Dargle -the Gold Prospecting Leprechaun.

Uncle McArdle was a licensed Pawnbroker. Pawnbrokers were affectionately known as your uncle. They lent money against a pledge of goods deposited, rather than knee-caps. If the pledger came back within the period with the money plus the charges he got his goods back. Otherwise the goods went to auction and the pawnbroker took his costs out of the proceeds.

Some people pledged on a weekly basis. Everything revolved around getting paid on Friday. One guy I knew even had a favorite indigo suit. He used say:

Indigo Monday - Outdicome Friday

 

The Jewish moneylenders in Capel Street were unlicensed. They came into their own when the punter had nothing to pledge.