| Saint Patrick’s day
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| For the Shamrock make way
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| For the green, white and gold
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| And the harp, bright and old
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| With the great marching bands
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| Playing songs of Ireland
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| And the bright Irish eyes
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| Singing out to the skies
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| Where the Irish are seen
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| There’ll be pride in the green
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| In Boston, New York
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| In Dublin and in Cork
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| For Saint Patrick’s day
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| Is Ireland’s greatest day
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| So let’s say «Hip, hooray!»
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| For Saint Patrick’s day
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| In New York, they’ll be marching
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| The greatest to be seen
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| Pipers, there’ll be piping
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| The orange, white and green
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| The Irish will remember
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| And dance the world around
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| In London and in Glasgow
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| And down in Melbourne Town
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| Oh, girls and boys from Dublin
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| Sing out those Irish songs
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| Rebels all from Donegal
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| Sing Ireland’s rights and wrongs
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| In Boston and Chicago
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| We’ll dance to jigs and reels
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| And sing the songs of Ireland
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| And of it’s four green fields
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| Saint Patrick’s day
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| For the Shamrock make way
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| For the green, white and gold
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| And the harp, bright and old
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| With the great marching bands
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| Playing songs of Ireland
|
| And the bright Irish eyes
|
| Singing out to the skies
|
| Where the Irish are seen
|
| There’ll be pride in the green
|
| In Boston, New York
|
| In Dublin and in Cork
|
| For Saint Patrick’s day
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| Is Ireland’s greatest day
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| So let’s say «Hip, hooray!»
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| For Saint Patrick’s day
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| Saint Patrick was a gentleman
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| Who came to Ireland’s sod
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| He banished all the serpents
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| Away from Irish bogs
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| Some people say the devil
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| Was on Killarney’s shore
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| So he never went to Kerry
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| Or so the story goes
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| He travelled out to Ulster
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| To Connacht and the West
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| And he went to royal Tara
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| And the King himself he blessed
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| To all the friends of Ireland
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| Who live the world around
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| Who want to share the day with us
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| A welcome’s to be found
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| Saint Patrick’s day
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| For the Shamrock make way
|
| For the green, white and gold
|
| And the harp, bright and old
|
| With the great marching bands
|
| Playing songs of Ireland
|
| And the bright Irish eyes
|
| Singing out to the skies
|
| Where the Irish are seen
|
| There’ll be pride in the green
|
| In Boston, New York
|
| In Dublin and in Cork
|
| For Saint Patrick’s day
|
| Is Ireland’s greatest day
|
| So let’s say «Hip, hooray!»
|
| For Saint Patrick’s day
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| So let’s say «Hip, hooray!»
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| For Saint Patrick’s day |