Working Class Poet.

They’re a Band You Don’t Meet Every Day

Hailing from the Green Land
Fighting the good fight,
With distinctive Irish grit
To relieve others’ plight

Al’s their pal
Mr Murphy – a fan
A backing from the best
Ford on board, with a plan

UK, IRE tour looms
To conquer, to grow
Grammy nominees, x2,
A band the world will now know

So be sure to get down
When they visit your town

They’re a band you don’t meet every day

by Working Class Poet

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