Stompin' Tom Connors - The Ballinafad Ball Lyrics

If you should go to Ontario to the town of Ballinafad|At the General Store they can tell ya more|About the phone call they once had|When they heard the man say tell the band|From Nashville I did call|And hold on tight I'll be there tonight|To play the ball at the Ballinafad Hall||Now the word got around from town to town till a thousand tickets were sold|To see the star with a great big car from Nashville they were told|And the local band got a great big hand when the walked into the hall|But the crowd looked high and low||For the guy who made the telephone call||Then through the door with a rush and a roar|Came Sam the furnace man|With a fiddle case and big red face and he jumped upon the stand|I'll have to state I'm a little bit late but I hope you got my call|With an ol' straw hat he grinned like a cat when he bouced that fiddle like a ball||Now about that car with a Nashville star the band was never told|But after the pause and the one for the cause|The mystery did unfold|From the General Store they knew the score|When Sam walked in the Hall|But he couldn't have been in Nashville when he made that telephone call||Now Sam took a bow as he laughed out loud|An he said I'll have you know|There's a little place called Nashville here in old Ontario||And there my truck got stuck in the muck and I thought I'd better call|And tell the band I'll be on hand|When they play the Ballinafad Ball||Said Sam my truck got stuck in the muck|But tonight I'm tellin' you all|I just come down from Nashville town|To play the Ballinafad Ball||I just come down from Nashville town|To play the Ballinafad Ball||Ya'll come back now ya' hear||