Lyrics:
From Derry Quai we sailed away
On the 23rd of May
We were taken on board by a pleasant crew
Bound for Americay
Fresh water there we did take
of the almighty
I'll drown the dear old shamrock by the Moy
In New York in London in Paris and Rome
There's Irish hearts beating in time with my own
So we'll all
I just (I just)
Want that (want that)
Green baby (green)
Shamrock (yeah)
But I can't (I can't)
Give my (what)
Soul out (why)
'Cause it's sold out
to Americay
Will I e'er see home once more?
For now I leave my own true love
And Paddy's green shamrock shore
Our ship she lies at anchor
She's standing by
Here, I was planted
I can see that light
This place might be crowded
But covered by the sky
Born, in an island
I was taught to be brave
Life
grieves my heart full sore
We were forced by famine and disease
To emigrate across the seas
From that sore, opressed island that they called the shamrock
bells
Banners wavin' shamrocks flyin'
The parade passes by
Marching bands
To the sound of drummers drummin'
Tooraloorah-lay
On St. Patrick's Day
Oh, Paddy dear, and did you hear
The news that's going round?
The shamrock is forbid by law
To grow on Irish ground!
St. Patrick's Day no more
Oh, Paddy dear, and did you hear
The news that's going round?
The shamrock is forbid by law
To grow on Irish ground!
St. Patrick's Day no more
Shamrock:
Joy... Life... Pain...
Red... Green... Blue...
I'll Take You...
Verse 1 (by Shamrock):
Woke Up In The Morning, You Were Next To Me
Saw You
Oh, Paddy dear, and did you hear
The news that's going round?
The shamrock is forbid by law
To grow on Irish ground!
St. Patrick's Day no more
the Shamrock Green
"I'm from the Shamrock" this convict cried
"That has been tossed on the ocean wide
For being unruly I do declare
I was doomed to transport
the chill
And he said he heard the angels singing 'Cabin on the Hill'
Through the springtime he was groaning 'The good times are past and gone'
By
said he heard the angels singing, "Cabin on the Hill"
Through the springtime he was groaning
"The good times are past and gone"
By the summer she was
go by in
A twinkling mystic vision
The shamrock lies a-mourning in the grave
And we're goin' where the
Grass is growing green
To a mystic land that
In a dimly lit room by the smouldering fire
Sat an old man so lonely, so sad
And so tired once he struggled for freedom
Now he struggles to live
With
on the shelf
I'm welcomed despite the disgrace of my forefathers
Welcomed despite the behaviour of flag-bearers
The rose, the thistle, the shamrock
Oh Paddy, dear, and did you hear the
News that's going round?
The shamrock is by law forbid
To grow on Irish ground
Saint Patrick's Day no more we'll
to Ireland came he took me by the hand
Says he, I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they
to Ireland came, he took me by the hand
Says he, I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns, they
he took me by the hand
Says he, ""I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band""
Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze
The shamrocks up in Dublin
Yeah, we always said we'd see
The orchids down in Rio
The cherry blossoms out in Tokyo
That was the plan
But instead, I'm
down
You see, between the real and the unreal
And the dead might be looking in
To sit by our fires of turf
Halloween the festival of Samhain!
The last
to one another
No one should come between us
Still I was lonely, and she was by my side, my one and only
Knows that she could never hide
I couldn't
.jpg/275px-Ken_Shamrock_2016_(cropped).jpg "Ken Shamrock")
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