ST. PATRICK'S DAY
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Saint Patrick's Day in the mornin',This very blessed day,The ould Colonel had us all out on parade,And, "I'm proud of me bhoys," was what he said,"Ye've won fresh laurels will never fade—That's all that I've got to say";Then he gave us a sprig of shamrock,And I sent it home to my pet,And all that I wrote aneath it was:"Perhaps ye will not forget—For ever and alway—Saint Patrick's Day in the mornin'A year ago to-day!"
Saint Patrick's Day in the mornin',Next year this very day,Please God I'll be walkin' meself aloneAdown that green lane in ould Athlone—With by me side sweet Molly Malone,To keep me upon the way;
