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IRISH SONGS JND LYRICS 151 |
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. HENRY BRERETON CODE ( -1830)
THE SPRIG OF SHILLELAH
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H ! love is the soul of a neat Irishman, He loves all that is lovely, loves all that he can, With his sprig of shillelah and shamrock so green ! His heart is good-humoured, 'tis honest and sound, No envy or malice is there to be found ; He courts and he marries, he drinks and he fights, For love, all for love, for in that he delights, With his sprig of shillelah and shamrock so green !
Who has e'er had the luck to see Donnybrook Fair ?
An Irishman, all in his glory, is there,
With his sprig of shillelah and shamrock so green !
His clothes spick and span new, without e'er a speck,
A neat Barcelona tied round his white neck;
He goes to a tent, and he spends half-a-crown,
He meets with a friend, and for love knocks him
down, With his sprig of shillelah and shamrock so green !
At evening returning, as homeward he goes, His heart soft with whiskey, his head soft with blows, From a sprig of shillelah and shamrock so green ! He meets with his Sheelah,1 who, frowning a smile,
1 Sheelah, sweetheart. |
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