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The Irishman was dancing a jig tis sad but he danced with a pig twirling round and round. The pig, hit the ground and the Irishman fell over a twig.
Tis the day of green beer, you know and of Irish Whiskey also, Shamrocks and such sometimes to much, but the Irish put on a great show.
The lad and lass went up a hill they thought they had some time to kill he kissed her once she gave him a punch and that's the end of this spiel!
Said Pat to Mike in the bar green beer is better by far the hops and ale all are so pale let's trade a glass for a jar.
I am a pretty little Irish girl as pretty as pretty can be and all the boys on 2nd street are crazy over me I had a boyfriend Paddy. He came from Cincinnati with 48 toes and a pickle on his nose and this is how my story goes One day as I was walking I saw my boyfriend talking to a pretty little girl with a strawberry curl and this is what he said to her I L-O-V-E- love you I K-I-S-S kiss you I L-O-V-E- love you all the T-I-M-E- time time time.
I'm doing this under coercion Bigdenny said I need a diversion my brains in a funk It just went kerplunk and now I'll go on an excursion. |
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