Текст песни Wallace Band - Падди в Дублин шел

Change me to Irish
In a jacket, suspenders, vest, cap
Buy me brogues specifically for dancing
Touch up my black mustache

Put me a beer in my left hand
In the right - a flask with mountain dew
Dig potatoes talk to me science
Fingal my face

Paddy to Dublin walked
To help the IRA
You burn everything there
Leave us only ale
You will find a beer bar and you will get your

All preachers and presidents
Do not stand his nail one
They value fame, power or money,
He is nothing but drink

And Paddy and Johnny agree
Only the bar counter will find
Oh let me be Irish
Although used for a couple of minutes

Paddy in belfast walked
Make friends
You burn everything there
You leave only ale
You will find a pivbar and you will get yours.
He is not Jonathan Swift
And not Kennedy,
But he will sweep away all
On his way
He will drink his pants
But the green flag will not drink.

Well, he is generally non-smoker.
And there is no dead drunk
After all, they don't drag him to the detox,
He is under escort goes there himself

Irishman buried under each tie
Forward on rails, remember them all
And do not look for differences between us
After all, man is a man

Peter went to Peter,
Paddy to london walked
Make friends
Shel and sat burned,
Left only ale
Found a pivbar and got his
You are not a good Eeh,
And not evil Palpatine,
But you will sweep away all
On his way
You drink your pants
But you won't drink the green flag.