sing me a song of the emerlad isle?

Answer 1

Here you go sing along

The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
But I know the lie of it still;
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea
And stop when halfway to Cootehill.
'Tis there I will find it,
I know sure enough
When fortune has come to me call,
Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff
And the blue sky is over it all.
And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff
Are whispering over the sea,
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.

My mother once told me that when I was born
The day that I first saw the light,
I looked down the street on that very first morn
And gave a great crow of delight.
Now most newborn babies appear in a huff,
And start with a sorrowful squall,
But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff
And that's why I smiled on them all.
The baby's a man, now he's toil-worn and tough
Still, whispers come over the sea,
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.

The night that we danced by the light of the moon,
Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute,
When Phil threw his lip over Come Again Soon,
He's dance the foot out o' yer boot!
The day that I took long Magee by the scruff
For slanderin' Rosie Kilrain,
Then, marchin' him straight out of Ballyjamesduff,
Assisted him into a drain.
Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff,
Of whisperings over the sea,
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.

I've loved the young women of every land,
That always came easy to me;
Just barrin' the belles of the Black-a-moor brand
And the chocolate shapes of Feegee.
But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff,
And never will addle me brain,
For the bells will be ringin' in Ballyjamesduff
For me and me Rosie Kilrain!
And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff
A whisper comes over the sea,
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.

Encore verse

I've struck oil at last!
I've struck work, and I vow
I've struck some remarkable clothes,
I've struck a policeman for sayin' that now,
I'd go back to my beautiful Rose.
The belles they may blarney,
the boys they may bluff
But this I will always maintain,
No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff
No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain.
I've paid for my passage, the sea may be rough
But borne on each breeze there will be,
Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me

Answer 2

Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
It's all for me beer and tobacco
For I spent all me tin with the lassies drinking gin
Far across the western ocean I must wander

Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots?
They're all gone for beer and tobacco
For the heels they are worn out and the toes are kicked about
And the soles are looking out for better weather...

Answer 3

Innnnnnnnnn the fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiields of Athinrye!!!

Answer 4

You guys have that cool shamrock,
Would Bertie Ahern show me his c*ck,
I like that you make Guinness beer,
I'd like to lick Bertie Ahern's ear.

That's pretty much all I have for you right now. You can make up your own tune. Clearly, I like Bertie Ahern.

Answer 5

Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes the pipes are calling from glen to glen....(I forget how the rest of it goes.

Answer 6

Oh ! The Irish !
Oh ! The Irish !
Clover leaf & Lep-Lep-Leprechaun,
The Emerald isle where I was (not) born.

Answer 7

Get one of the 3 tenors to sing DANNY BOY to you!

Answer 8

too rah loo rah loo rah!!

too rah loo rah lie....


something like that



alright, who the EFF gave that a thumbs down? how many irish chimps do you know, huh? I bet it was that bubbles he's been stalking me you know...

Answer 9

and give you some milk and some cookies and tuck you in bed?

Answer 10

Not a leprechaun. So sorry.