He never asked her to surrender her name
Oh, what a shame - to carry that blame
All he remembers in elephant style
Is the girl wore an argyle smile
“Trust me… I know what I saw…
For I am no fibber Magee!” said he -
Sure, as I’m Clancy the Cardigan King
I swear on the truth lads… ya know that’s my thing!”
Cable knit, cashmere, all knits Galore
Here to be found at Clancy’s Fine Sweater Store
The slogan’s his Trademark…the owner proclaims
“What’s Good for the Bucks is Good for the Dames!”
It rained for a month but not a drop more
Leaving our hills chilled on down to the shore
And Clancy was hellbent to settle the score
‘Cuz the town folks laughed and teased him like never before
Oddly it was great for business though
Proving you reap all that ye sew
His knitters were smitten with raises and praise
As shipments came in - right out they’d go
Shamrocks, leprechauns, and Mulligan stew
The story grew crazy as some tall tales do
When he saw her again and asked her name
She grinned and proudly - said Sue
“And we fell in love I’m telling you…
I swear on the truth lads, ‘tis true, ‘tis true
‘Cuz she knocks me socks off like they’d gone outta style
The girl with the Argyle Smile
The girl with the Argyle Smile