RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS
Old Saint Paddy
Old Saint Patty she was quite a gal
I knew her back in the day
She never got her dress quite right
Seems her thoughts got in the way
Saint Paddy was a man ya fool
He weren’t no bloomin’ gal
And if he were you can be sure
He’d not make of you a pal
Old Saint Patty was very fair
She had a way about her
She’d dance all night and day
There was no one to doubt her
Your breath is just a waste of air
Not a word of it is true
You’d make an ocean of a pond
And paint the sunlight blue
A toast to old Saint Patty
A finer lass you’ll ne’er see
On this I’d swear my life away
Or am myself not me?
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