The breed was away, they all wanted to know, Where to get these ponies that all win at the major shows. I supposed I was lucky From Keith I bought a colt Who won 31 Supremes That the judges could not fault. This pony was not only a champion, he was also a freak Bred by Keith Burges, his name was "Tipperary Shiek".
Back in '85, Keith became very ill And we thought that he had better write up his will. For fifteen years he fought for life And been helped stay alive by his faithful wife.
It was just a year ago that we thought he would throw in the towel When Doctors had to operate on a cancerous bowel. We went into the hospital, his good wife and i And to see him in such pain would make you want to cry.
He just lay there as still as lie the dead And we waited for the doctor to pull the sheet above his head. But then to all our surprise, He opened those Irish eyes Then without the shed of one lousy tear He said "Pack my bags Mary and I'm outta here".
He's done his share and lived through pain And he's back to judge the shows again. He's a man the Japs could not kill So you can bet your boots that cancer never will.
So Lord I'm sorry to disappoint you But he's not ready to go up there. When he is he'll tell you 'cos down here he's done more than his share And if it's not too much to ask Give him the job to judge Australian Stud Saddle Ponies up there!
Couldn't you just imagine Keith chairing a meeting in the Milky Way And banging the table so he could have HIS SAY!! But for all of that he has done more than his share And he knows he's got mates that really do care
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