The Whistling Gentleman

Many years ago now I was traveling with a group of priests through Ireland on a walking tour. One night we came upon a pub in the middle of the country. As we were preparing for dinner the pub owner excitedly burst into our rooms full of news. Apparently a former Irish whistling champion was in the bar and was warbling away. She reported, however, that he was "three in and might not last much longer," so we ran downstairs to meet him. This is what we heard...