It was a cold any windy evening in Salthill town
Fog was in the air and the rain was lashing down
We knew lady luck was absent when we n Galway won the toss
And even our loyal fans knew we faced a possible loss
Our lads moved quickly and were soon two points ahead
But Galway soon made us realize they weren't dead
The rest of the half they had our backs to the wall
And poor Brady was tired of kicking out the ball
In the second Galway scored two as the pitch was getting mucky
Now thirteen ahead they were about to become unlucky
The boys in blue and gold were not to be denied
Their scores kept rolling like the incoming tide
Even though there were no breaks in wind or weather
They were like champions all pulling together
To get ahead on points was their only goal
And they went about that last with heart and soul
They scored one point here and another there
The score kept. rising then a few goals with flair
The last goal left the home crowd stunned
And they suddenly realized they were outgunned
The game is now controlled by a computer
Far away in New York I was so glad to hear the hooter
The game will long because spoke n about near and far
Just like when Aiden Brady pulled down the crowbar
In that other game with Galway below in Castlebar,
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