Me and My Johnny Magee

Not much in the way of a new post tonight, since Monique and I just got back from the Ann Arbor Folk Festival. But since one of the headliners was Kris Kristofferson, and since he sang Me and Bobby McGee (which he wrote before Janis Joplin made it famous) I thought I'd pass along a classic song of Detroit rugby:

Me and Johnny Magee (apologies to Kris Kristofferson)

Scrumming down in Baton Rouge, the pack was all in pain
And I’s losing every single take against the head.
Johnny came in off the bench, jersey was food-stained,
But he pushed that scrum across to New Orleans.

I threw in to the lineout while he lifted locks,
I struck for the ball while Johnny propped the scrum.
Standing in a buffet line, Johnny topped his beer with mine,
We sang every song that fat prop knew.

[Chorus]Fat prop's just another phrase for too much weight to lose
Scrummin' don't mean nothin' ref, if that kick was free
And wheelin' scrums was easy, Lord, when Johnny propped the scrum
You know, wheelin' scrums was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Johnny Magee.

From the Kentucky prop kicks to the California scrum,
Hey, Johnny trundled low into the maul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Hey Johnny baby let me strike for the ball.

One day up near Salinas, Lord, he bought a pontoon boat,
He’s looking for that pub and I hope he finds it,
But I’d trade ten rucks tomorrow for one scrum of yesterday
To be binding Johnny’s jersey tight to mine.

[Chorus]Fat prop's just another phrase for too much weight to lose
Scrummin' don't mean nothin' ref, if that kick was free
And wheelin' scrums was easy, Lord, when Johnny propped the scrum
You know, wheelin' scrums was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Johnny Magee.

La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la laLa la la la la Johnny Magee.
La la la la la, la la la la laLa la la la la, Johnny Magee, la.
La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Johnny now Johnny Magee yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na

Hey now Johnny now, Johnny, yeah.
Lord, I’m calling my loose head, calling my tight head,
I said I’m calling my fat prop just the best I can,
C’mon, where is Johnny now, where is Johnny Magee, yeah,

Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, he’s with Detroit RFC!
Yeah! Whew!
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
He’s with Detroit RFC!