The Seventeenth of March

?Erin go bragh!? shall be ever our motto,
Encircling so sweetly an Irishman?s heart,
And St. Patrick?s Day will sure ne?er be forgot, och!
Nor the sight of the Shamrock e?er cease to impart
Such joys and such feelings we all must delight in,
And sweet little Ireland shall merrily ring,
While her sons and her daughters gay raptures are quite in;
For St. Patrick?s day in the morning.

Come lads, and dear lassies, and join in the dance,
This day of all days we?ll be merry and gay,
To honour St. Patrick we?ll caper and prance,
And all of us think, and all of us say,
Such joys, &c.

No wonder by night if we all should get frisky,
Each Irishman?s heart is elate for our Saint,
So success to our country, the Shamrock, and whisky,
A contented heart, and no cause to complaint.