“THE PRIEST WHO SAID HE HAD NONE”


(Verse 1)
There once was a priest from the town of St. Dunn,
Who secretly walked with a cheerful young nun.
They’d stroll by the river just chatting for fun,
But if anyone asked him, he swore he had none.

(Chorus)
Oh Father O’Malley, we know what you’ve done,
You wander at twilight with Sister Siobhan.
You claim in confession you’re second to none,
But everyone knows 'bout the nun you call “none.”

(Verse 2)
The parish grew curious—something was odd,
Two sets of footprints led out to the sod.
The priest wiped his brow and said, “Merciful God—
If that’s from a nun, well, then I must be blind, son!”

(Chorus)
Oh Father O’Malley, stop trying to run,
You stroll after vespers with Sister Siobhan.
She’s quiet and lovely and bright as the sun,
Yet you keep insisting you’re walking with none.

(Bridge)
One day in the chapel, the bishop looked grim,
He whispered, “Dear Father… is someone with him?”
But O’Malley declared with a confident grin:
“I walk all alone—just the Spirit and none!”

(Verse 3)
But then came the moment that settled it all,
They were caught sharing laughter behind the stone wall.
The priest turned bright red—nearly ready to fall—
And said, “She’s not my nun… she’s no one at all!”

(Final Chorus)
Oh Father O’Malley, the truth weighs a ton,
No matter how boldly denial is spun.
The whole congregation has already begun
To sing you this tune ’bout the nun you called “none.”

(Tag)
So if you see a priest who insists he has none…
Check twice—
He might just be walking with that very one!