‘Oh, Paddy* dear, did you hear the news that’s going ’round?
The shamrock is forbid by law to grow on Irish ground
Saint Patrick’s Day no more to keep, his colour can’t be seen
For there’s a bloody law again’ the Wearing of the Green.
I met with Napper Tandy and he took me by the hand
And he said “How’s poor old Ireland and how does she stand?”
“She’s the most distressful country that ever yet was seen
For they’re hanging men and women there for Wearing of the Green.”‘
Raise your pint of Gat to the wearing of the green today.
*And raise your next pint to my father Patrick, my grandfather Paddy, and my great grandfather Patsy.
Ar scáth a chéile a mhaireann na daoine.
Happy St Patrick’s Day.