[Verse 1] Oh Mikey was a dreamer, with a sparkle in his eye, He built himself a van that could dance across the sky, With a fiddle on the dashboard and a barrel in the back, He’d ride from town to Galway Bay, leavin’ silver tracks! [Chorus] So raise your glass and sing, me boys, sing if you can, Here’s to wild old Mikey and his magic van! Through rain or shine or banshee’s wail, He’ll charm the road from Cork to Kinsale! So raise your glass and sing, me boys, sing if you can, To Mikey and his magic van! [Verse 2] He’d roll up to the pub when the moon was high and gold, The doors would creak wide open and the music would unfold, The pipes would start a-howlin’, the dancers stomp the floor, And Mikey’s van would hum along, beggin’ “play some more!” [Chorus] So raise your glass and sing, me boys, sing if you can, Here’s to wild old Mikey and his magic van! Through storm or fog or fairy flame, He’s got the craic and never tame! So raise your glass and sing, me boys, sing if you can, To Mikey and his magic van! [Bridge] Now some say it runs on whiskey, And others say on cheer, But I’ve seen sparks a-flyin’, lads, When the fiddles draw near! [Verse 3] One night he vanished laughin’, beneath the silver moon, They say he’s still out travelin’, playin’ that same old tune, If you hear a reel at midnight, from somewhere off the land, It’s Mikey and his magic van, leadin’ the ghostly band! [Final Chorus] So raise your glass and sing, me boys, sing if you can, Here’s to wild old Mikey and his magic van! From Dublin streets to Donegal’s shore, We’ll drink to Mikey forevermore! So raise your glass and sing, me boys, sing if you can, To Mikey and his magic van! (fiddle outro, crowd claps, laughter and cheer fade into the night)
