OH THEN PADDY DEAR
AND DID YE HEAR
THE NEWS
THAT'S GOIN' ROUND
THE SHAMROCK IS
BY LAW FORBID
TO GROW
ON IRISH GROUND
NO MAN
SAINT PATRICK'S DAY
SHALL KEEP
HIS COLOR
CAN'T BE SEEN
FOR THERE'S
A CRUEL LAW AGAINST
THE WEARING
OF THE GREEN
I MET WITH
NAPPER TANDY
AND HE TOOK ME
BY THE HAND
HE SAID
HOW IS OLD IRELAND
AND HOW DOES IT STAND
SHE'S THE MOST
DISTRESSFUL COUNTRY
THAT YOU
HAVE EVER SEEN
FOR THEY'RE HANGIN'
MEN AND WOMEN
FOR THE WEARIN'
OF THE GREEN
THEN SINCE THE COLOR
WE MUST WEAR
IS ENGLAND'S
CRUEL RED
THOUGH IRISHMEN
MUST NOW FORGET
THE BLOOD
THAT HAS BEEN SHED
THEY TAKE
THE SHAMROCK
FROM OUR BREASTS
AND CAST IT ON THE SOD
BUT 'TWILL TAKE ROOT
WHERE'ER IT RESTS
THOUGH UNDERFOOT
IT'S TROD
WHEN THE LAW
THAT STOP
THE BLADES OF GRASS
FROM GROWING
AS THEY GROW
AND WHEN THE LEAVES
IN SUMMERTIME
THEIR COLORS
DAREN'T SHOW
I'LL TAKE THE SHAMROCK
FROM MY BREAST
THAT I WEAR
ON PADDY'S EVE
BUT UNTIL THAT DAY
I'LL LIVE AND DIE
OH WEARIN'
O' THE GREEN