Fiddler's Green - The Night Pat Murphy Died lyrics
[Fiddler's Green - The Night Pat Murphy Died lyrics]
Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died
Is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk
And they ain't got sober yet
As long as a bottle was passed
Around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes
Some music for to play
That's how they showed their
Respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their
Honour and their pride
They said it was a sin and shame
And they winked at one another
And every drink in the place was
Full the night Pat Murphy died
As Mrs murphy sat in the
Corner pouring out her grief
Kelly and his gang came
Tearing down the street
They went into an empty room and
A bottle of whiskey stole
They put the bottle with the corpse
To keep that whiskey cold
About two o'clock in the morning
After emptying the jug
Doyle rolls up the ice box lid
To see poor Paddy's mug
We stopped the clock so Mrs
Murphy couldn't tell the time
And at a quarter after two
We argued it was nine
They stopped the hearse on George
Street outside Sundance Saloon
They all went in at half past
Eight and staggered out at noon
They went up to the graveyard
So holy and sublime
Found out when they got there
They'd left the corpse behind!
Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died
Is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk
And they ain't been sober yet
As long as a bottle was passed
Around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes
Some music for to play
Well, every drink in the place was
Full the night Pat Murphy died!
Is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk
And they ain't got sober yet
As long as a bottle was passed
Around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes
Some music for to play
That's how they showed their
Respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their
Honour and their pride
They said it was a sin and shame
And they winked at one another
And every drink in the place was
Full the night Pat Murphy died
As Mrs murphy sat in the
Corner pouring out her grief
Kelly and his gang came
Tearing down the street
They went into an empty room and
A bottle of whiskey stole
They put the bottle with the corpse
To keep that whiskey cold
About two o'clock in the morning
After emptying the jug
Doyle rolls up the ice box lid
To see poor Paddy's mug
We stopped the clock so Mrs
Murphy couldn't tell the time
And at a quarter after two
We argued it was nine
They stopped the hearse on George
Street outside Sundance Saloon
They all went in at half past
Eight and staggered out at noon
They went up to the graveyard
So holy and sublime
Found out when they got there
They'd left the corpse behind!
Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died
Is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk
And they ain't been sober yet
As long as a bottle was passed
Around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes
Some music for to play
Well, every drink in the place was
Full the night Pat Murphy died!