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Fri, May 18 ~ MD3
Sat, May 19 ~ MD3
Sun, May 20 ~ Are We Family
Mon, May 21 ~ Tom Hooper
Tue, May 22 ~ Crikey
Wed, May 23 ~ Sean Baker
Thu, May 24 ~ Black Angus
Fri, May 25 ~ Black Angus
Sat, May 26 ~ Black Angus
Sun, May 27 ~ Are We Family
Mon, May 28 ~ Tom Hooper
Tue, May 29 ~ Crikey
Wed, May 30 ~ Bobby Smith

THE FIDDLER OF DOONEY
by W.B. Yeats

When I play on my fiddle in Dooney,
Folk dance like a wave of the sea;
My cousin is priest in Kilvarnet,
My brother in Moharubuiee.

I passed my brother and cousin,
They read in their books of prayer;
I read in my book of songs
I bought at the Sligo fair.

When we come at the end of time,
To Peter sitting in state,
He will smile on the three old spirits,
But call me first through the gate.

For the good are always the merry,
Save by an evil chance,
And the merry love the fiddle
And the merry love to dance;

And when the folk there spy me,
They will all come up to me,
With "Here is the fiddler of Dooney!"
And dance like a wave of the sea."