Garda Anna From Buncrana Lyrics by Conal Gallen
Words and music by Darragh O'Neill, A comical song about a Garda from Donegal who leaves Buncrana to be stationed in the big smoke [Dublin] Templemore is where the Garda [Irish Police] get their training. Garda Siochana in English is Guard Of The Peace. Conal Gallen is one of the top comedians in Ireland. Where Did All The Folk An Ballad Singers Go is another of Conal's songs that are on the site .
[Would all cars be on the lookout for Conal Gallen, he thinks he's a real comedian]
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
Everybody says the country's gone ballistic
You just need to look at recent crime statistics
Ah but Anna's figured out, what to do with larger louts
Is to dress them up in mini skirts and lip stick
[Sargent, hasn't that fella in the red skirt got a fine pair of legs]
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
Half the Gards of Ireland dream of being her lover
'Cause it seems that they recently discovered,
She's no ordinary plod, cause they heard The Flying Squad
Reckon that she does her best work undercover
[Anything you say will be taken down,,,,,,,,]
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
If you ever think of driving when you drink,
You may find you're not as clever as you think
Though you're eyes may hypnotized her
You won't fool her breathalyzer
You'll be in Mountjoy as fast as you can blink
[Will you blow in here sir ?,,,]
She once pulled me 'cause me bike had no reflector,
I gave more guff that she would get from hector.
She took none of my auld cheek, she'll make Sargent in a week
And by Christmas I would say she'll make inspector.
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana,
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
Everybody says the country's gone ballistic
You just need to look at recent crime statistics
Ah but Anna's figured out, what to do with larger louts
Is to dress them up in mini skirts and lip stick
[Sargent, hasn't that fella in the red skirt got a fine pair of legs]
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
Half the Gards of Ireland dream of being her lover
'Cause it seems that they recently discovered,
She's no ordinary plod, cause they heard The Flying Squad
Reckon that she does her best work undercover
[Anything you say will be taken down,,,,,,,,]
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
If you ever think of driving when you drink,
You may find you're not as clever as you think
Though you're eyes may hypnotized her
You won't fool her breathalyzer
You'll be in Mountjoy as fast as you can blink
[Will you blow in here sir ?,,,]
She once pulled me 'cause me bike had no reflector,
I gave more guff that she would get from hector.
She took none of my auld cheek, she'll make Sargent in a week
And by Christmas I would say she'll make inspector.
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana,
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
Her name is anna, she's from Buncrana,
She's a member of the Garda Siochana
She's the pride of Templemore, now she's up in Dublin 4
And God help ye if you're smoking marij,,,
About The Song.
this song is an absolute Irish comedy salute to a fierce wee Garda woman who’s tougher than a turf fire and sharper than a solicitor. Anna from Buncrana isn’t your smiling tourism poster — she’s the type who could stop a riot with a raised eyebrow.
It starts by telling us:
Her name is Anna, she’s from Buncrana,
She’s a member of the Garda Síochána.
Which immediately tells you:
The warning is clear:
And heaven help you if you’re smoking marij--
She’ll catch you faster than you can say “it’s medicinal!”
Then we get one of the best solutions to crime ever proposed:
She deals with louts by putting them in mini-skirts and lipstick.
Psychological warfare of the highest order!
Imagine a thug roaring abuse --
and five minutes later he’s tottering in heels, looking like he escaped from Ladies’ Day at the races.
Half the Gardaí are in love with her --
why?
Because she “does her best work undercover.”
A phrase so loaded with innuendo it needs traffic cones around it.
Then there’s her battle with drink-drivers:
You might charm the bouncers, fool the missus, outsmart the mother-in-law --
but you won’t fool Anna’s breathalyzer.
She’ll slap you with charges so quick you’ll land in Mountjoy before the hangover arrives.
Then the narrator confesses:
She pulled him once for not having a reflector on his bike,
and he gave her more cheek than a sheepdog on payday.
But Anna doesn’t take cheek — she gives it.
Finally, every verse is sealed with the same warning:
Her name is Anna…
And heaven help you if you’re smoking marij--
Meaning:
Don’t try nonsense
Don’t try excuses
And don’t try funny business
Because Anna sees through EVERYTHING.
In short:
As we might say:
If Crime has a natural enemy --
it’s Anna with a notebook.
this song is an absolute Irish comedy salute to a fierce wee Garda woman who’s tougher than a turf fire and sharper than a solicitor. Anna from Buncrana isn’t your smiling tourism poster — she’s the type who could stop a riot with a raised eyebrow.
It starts by telling us:
Her name is Anna, she’s from Buncrana,
She’s a member of the Garda Síochána.
Which immediately tells you:
- She’s northern
- She’s feisty
- And she’s armed with both the law and an attitude
The warning is clear:
And heaven help you if you’re smoking marij--
She’ll catch you faster than you can say “it’s medicinal!”
Then we get one of the best solutions to crime ever proposed:
She deals with louts by putting them in mini-skirts and lipstick.
Psychological warfare of the highest order!
Imagine a thug roaring abuse --
and five minutes later he’s tottering in heels, looking like he escaped from Ladies’ Day at the races.
Half the Gardaí are in love with her --
why?
Because she “does her best work undercover.”
A phrase so loaded with innuendo it needs traffic cones around it.
Then there’s her battle with drink-drivers:
You might charm the bouncers, fool the missus, outsmart the mother-in-law --
but you won’t fool Anna’s breathalyzer.
She’ll slap you with charges so quick you’ll land in Mountjoy before the hangover arrives.
Then the narrator confesses:
She pulled him once for not having a reflector on his bike,
and he gave her more cheek than a sheepdog on payday.
But Anna doesn’t take cheek — she gives it.
- Sergeant soon
- Inspector by Christmas
Finally, every verse is sealed with the same warning:
Her name is Anna…
And heaven help you if you’re smoking marij--
Meaning:
Don’t try nonsense
Don’t try excuses
And don’t try funny business
Because Anna sees through EVERYTHING.
In short:
- she’s clever
- she’s fearless
- she’s relentless
- and she’s almost certainly terrifying criminals into early repentance
As we might say:
If Crime has a natural enemy --
it’s Anna with a notebook.
Garda anna from buncrana
Conal Gallen Song Garda Anna From Buncrana
