Another Irish Drinking Song
Gather round ye lads and lassies
Set ye for a while
And happen to me mournful tale
About the Emerald Isle
Let's all raise our glasses high
To friends and family gone
And lift our voices in another Irish Drinking Song
Consumption took me mother
Me Father got the pox
My brother drank the whiskey
till he wound up in a box
My other brother's in the troubles
Met with their demise
My sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes
Now everybody's died
So until our tears have dried
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink
And then we'll drink some more
We'll dance and sing and fight
Until the early morning light
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up
And then go drinkin' once again.
Kenny was killed in Kilkenny
Claire she died in Claire
Tipton Tipperary died out in the dirty air
Shannon jumped into the river Shannon back in June
Ernie fell into the urn
And Tom was in the tomb
Clenliness is Godliness me uncle Pat would sing
He broke his neck a'slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring
O'Grady he was eighty though is bride was just a pup
He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up
Joe Murphy fought with Riley near the cliffs of Ol' Danny
He pulled out his shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen
Crazy uncle Mike, well the thought he was a leprecaun
But in fact he's just a leper and his arms and legs are gone.
When Timmy Johnson broke his neck, it was a cryin' shame
He was nae really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame
MacNamara crossed the street and by a bus was smacked
But he was just a Scottsman so nobody gave a crap
Me drunken brother Brandon tried to drive home froma bar
The rode rose up to meet him as he fell out of his car
Irony was what befell my great grand uncle Sam
He choked upon the very last potato in the land
Connor lived in Ulstertown and used to smuggle arms
Until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms
Likewise Father Flannigan, who left the Lord's employ
Drunk on sacramental wine beneath an alter boy
Someday soon I'll leave the world of pain and toil and sin
The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of my kin
Me only wish is when the Savior comes for me and you
He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Pflatly too!!
Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again
Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again
Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again
Set ye for a while
And happen to me mournful tale
About the Emerald Isle
Let's all raise our glasses high
To friends and family gone
And lift our voices in another Irish Drinking Song
Consumption took me mother
Me Father got the pox
My brother drank the whiskey
till he wound up in a box
My other brother's in the troubles
Met with their demise
My sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes
Now everybody's died
So until our tears have dried
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink
And then we'll drink some more
We'll dance and sing and fight
Until the early morning light
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up
And then go drinkin' once again.
Kenny was killed in Kilkenny
Claire she died in Claire
Tipton Tipperary died out in the dirty air
Shannon jumped into the river Shannon back in June
Ernie fell into the urn
And Tom was in the tomb
Clenliness is Godliness me uncle Pat would sing
He broke his neck a'slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring
O'Grady he was eighty though is bride was just a pup
He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up
Joe Murphy fought with Riley near the cliffs of Ol' Danny
He pulled out his shillelagh and he stabbed him in the spleen
Crazy uncle Mike, well the thought he was a leprecaun
But in fact he's just a leper and his arms and legs are gone.
When Timmy Johnson broke his neck, it was a cryin' shame
He was nae really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame
MacNamara crossed the street and by a bus was smacked
But he was just a Scottsman so nobody gave a crap
Me drunken brother Brandon tried to drive home froma bar
The rode rose up to meet him as he fell out of his car
Irony was what befell my great grand uncle Sam
He choked upon the very last potato in the land
Connor lived in Ulstertown and used to smuggle arms
Until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms
Likewise Father Flannigan, who left the Lord's employ
Drunk on sacramental wine beneath an alter boy
Someday soon I'll leave the world of pain and toil and sin
The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of my kin
Me only wish is when the Savior comes for me and you
He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Pflatly too!!
Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again
Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again
Now well throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again
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Writer(s): Greg Dicostanzo, Paul Sabourin
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