09-12-2011, 10:35 AM
Rory was hoping for some sort of response and was a bit shocked when she looked like she was going to cry. But during the song she seemed to enjoy it. So he surmised that it was because she was happy and she didn’t want the song to end. But he was pleasantly surprised when she kissed him. Not that he was going to complain about it.
Yet their kissing was cut a bit short by the giggling of the two munchkins. He did pout when she pulled away. But when she said that she loved both the song and him, he beamed at her. But was happy when she kissed him again. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his niece give a happy dance at the sight of her uncle kissing Mya. He grinned into the kiss and held it for a moment before pulling away. ”The singin’ is nae over yet, love.” He had a playful look into his eyes.
”Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
My father was an Ulster man. Proud Protestant was he.
My mother was a Catholic girl. From county Cork was she.
They were married in two churches, lived happily enough,
Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
Baptized by Father Reilly, I was rushed away by car,
To be made a little Orangeman, my father's shining star.
I was christened "David Anthony," but still, in spite of that,
To my father, I was William, while my mother called me Pat.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
With Mother every Sunday, to Mass I'd proudly stroll.
Then after that, the Orange lads would try to save my soul.
For both sides tried to claim me, but I was smart because
I'd play the flute or play the harp, depending where I was.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
One day my Ma's relations came round to visit me.
Just as my father's kinfolk were all sittin’ down to tea.
We tried to smooth things over, but they all began to fight.
And me, being strictly neutral, I bashed everyone in sight.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
My parents never could agree about my type of school.
My learning was all done at home, that's why I'm such a fool.
They've both passed on, God rest 'em, but left me caught between
That awful color problem of the Orange and the Green.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green”
Saorise was humming along with him and he couldn’t help but laugh at the cuteness of it. Though he did need to ask Mya something but he would wait until later.
Yet their kissing was cut a bit short by the giggling of the two munchkins. He did pout when she pulled away. But when she said that she loved both the song and him, he beamed at her. But was happy when she kissed him again. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his niece give a happy dance at the sight of her uncle kissing Mya. He grinned into the kiss and held it for a moment before pulling away. ”The singin’ is nae over yet, love.” He had a playful look into his eyes.
”Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
My father was an Ulster man. Proud Protestant was he.
My mother was a Catholic girl. From county Cork was she.
They were married in two churches, lived happily enough,
Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
Baptized by Father Reilly, I was rushed away by car,
To be made a little Orangeman, my father's shining star.
I was christened "David Anthony," but still, in spite of that,
To my father, I was William, while my mother called me Pat.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
With Mother every Sunday, to Mass I'd proudly stroll.
Then after that, the Orange lads would try to save my soul.
For both sides tried to claim me, but I was smart because
I'd play the flute or play the harp, depending where I was.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
One day my Ma's relations came round to visit me.
Just as my father's kinfolk were all sittin’ down to tea.
We tried to smooth things over, but they all began to fight.
And me, being strictly neutral, I bashed everyone in sight.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
My parents never could agree about my type of school.
My learning was all done at home, that's why I'm such a fool.
They've both passed on, God rest 'em, but left me caught between
That awful color problem of the Orange and the Green.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green”
Saorise was humming along with him and he couldn’t help but laugh at the cuteness of it. Though he did need to ask Mya something but he would wait until later.